Lyric Remorse

"The killer drove an ingot into each of his own eyes, then cut off his head"

Captivated
In their hearts and souls
The fear and desire
Just won t let go

Naive as it seems
We all want control
You re paralysed
When panic sets in

Quietly you drown
In your sleep

We once had a passion
It all seemed so right
So young and so eager
No end in sight
But now we are prisoners
In our own hearts
Nothing seems real
It s all torn apart

No-one knows
Where to draw he line
Accusations, a pledge
For resistance of mine

In power we trust
We can t get out

The time we spend fighting
The anger and hate
Hope for tomorrow
Is never too late

We all turn to dust
On heaven s command
Time moves by fast
No second chance