Blindfold

Deleted actions, once bled of purity
Fable now, waltzing with blinded eyes
A cross bow of bitter emotions
Will wash away the sins
On a sky made of grey
Destroyed.Hunted.Corrupted
The vein resounds to an echoing sun
Killing the inner dream of neverland
The mass applauds a burnt out puppet parade
Inside from dead ratios
Fists try to touch the sky
The treacherous gasp of feedback
Detects resistance with a godlike mask
Destroyed.Hunted.Corrupted
Embrace the thorns, sink into nightmares…