The Dying Age

When the kings of foreign lands begin the rise of fear they went into hiding In the shadows they did conspire." This is the dying age This is controlled restraint This is the future shock as we become hollow This is the dying wave that brings a new tomorrow This is the falling rain These are the broken days I spend my life of confusion in pain As if to make the lunatic look sane Kings afraid of guillotines Cower in the shadows As they bring the faithful from theirs knees To exterminate their power This is the frozen phase This is a chosen rage Hoping that the wounds will fester and drain Hoping in our present state of pure disdain Kings afraid of guillotines Cower in the shadows As they bring the faithful from theirs knees To exterminate their power --- The Dying Age - Sanctuary