Cancer Of The Soul

You've always had your reasons

but now you've gone to far

So spare me all your speeches

and dance like the puppet you are

No strength in your convictions

Learned to fit in the mold

no worry or consequences

but if you open your eyes, you're being controlled

A beacon of indifference in a sea of apathy

a shiny plastic smile is all that there's left to see

Compassion lost it's hold

Rotten, black and cold

Cancer of the Soul

You sacrificed yourself

to a life of emptiness

but every soul you've broken

hath only bore you this

The gun was in your mouth

but you just couldn't shoot

This was the way you planned

but something here does not compute

Our wings are clipped, our eyes are shut

So we can never fly

We dangle on our puppet strings

until we learn to die

Compassion lost it's hold

Rotten, black and cold

Cancer of the Soul

All is well that does end well

so one can never tell

So we smile, single file

and march right down to hell

Compassion lost it's hold

Rotten, black and cold

Cancer of the Soul