Acquiesce

It’s time for amputation, can you handle the loss?
It’s cut with cold precision in the sign of the cross
I feel the silent warfare, do you feel the same?
Then let me lead you nowhere by the light of the flame
We dance on the edge of the world
To the sound of broken glass
Relive our past mistakes
As we acquiesce
To hell with the weight of the world
All comes falling down
We live like rats and snakes
In this killing ground
You have your apparitions wherever you hide
A slave to your submission, so take it inside
This life is subdivision and fallacy
We live with our decision to wish it away
We dance on the edge of the world
To the sound of broken glass
Relive our past mistakes
As we acquiesce
To hell with the weight of the world
All comes falling down
We live like rats and snakes
In this killing ground
Killing ground
Killing ground
We are possessed by this emptiness
Forever regressing as we acquiesce