Herod - Mourning Grounds

A silent end, the flurry what consumes
Brothers for eternity?
A Liar, a silent end?

Run! Run! Run!

The only, gift we can receive, everyday
(How sad, tall and useless)
The old grim factory stands

They just never thought for themselves
It still remains, still remains, fuel remains
(Do I have time)
The only way to take cover, take others, take over
(My attitude makes me the one)

And we celebrate the dead, with urine coloured hope
Decorate mourning grounds like your bedroom dresser
And then cry into this self chosen poverty sect
No one here is blameless

THEN THEY CRY!

Come feel my rage, blackened heart
No reserve, my plague scars
It still remains, still remains, fuel remains
(Do I have time for my attitude, either one? Makes me the one!)
The only way to take cover, take others, take over

But who's the one to judge any of it?
I am son, and so are you - so to hell with it!

It's coming down! It's coming down!

And we celebrate the dead
They just never thought for themselves

It's coming down! It's coming down!

You realise how we’re so fucked up?
Pain remains, I will not suffer!

It's coming down! It's coming down!
(Cut all they fed)
It's coming down! It's coming down!
(Cut like they’ve bled)
It's coming down!It's coming down!
(Covered by blood)(Covered by blood)