Slaves of Consent

Existential demise
 We close our eyes to conceal it
 No air to breathe
 No time left, it's all over
 Awaken in denial
 Evoke a perpetual bane
 No way to justify
 This inhuman urge to degenerate
 We only see what we wish to be
 But can't conceive what we perceive
 I see the writings on the wall
 Where did we think this would end?
 We're on the verge to tragedy
 We are blind slaves of consent
 The answer is in the mirror
 A constant threat's within
 Words won't heal but compound
 They don't speak the truth
 Disguise the guilt
 So nobody can see through
 How very foul all doing and undoing is
 When carried too far
 All our fears come alive
 We steal a glance at destiny
 And all we sight is born of sin
 Bound to atone for infinity
 The omission and transgression
 Unforgiven, unreleased adversity
 Words unspoken, solemn promise
 We praise the downfall drawing near
 As we approach our termination
 We are blind slaves of consent
 The answer is in the mirror
 A constant threat's within
 Words won't heal but compound
 They don't speak the truth
 Existential demise
 We close our eyes to conceal it
 No air to breathe
 At the verge to tragedy
 I see the writings on the wall
 Where did we think this would end?
 We're on the verge to tragedy
 We are blind slaves of consent
 All our fears come alive
 We steal a glance at destiny
 And all we sight is born of sin
 Bound to atone for infinity