Remnants

All remnants of this modern plague
Sightless eyes and clouded brains
All marked with numbers discerned by race
Boxed in a system about to fail
Our thoughts are forbidden and buried in dusk
The glimmer of hope flickers in gloom
Barren emotions
Under a black cloud hiding the sun
Sunk in the apathy of this frozen life
But the world goes on
Straight to collapse
Frail forms of life
Born, marked for death
Our thoughts are forbidden and buried in dusk
The glimmer of hope flickers in gloom
Barren emotions
Our arms have been stolen
The dream is fading away
Our wings have been severed
We plummet to the ground
Decay remains
Under the surveillance
Under the knife
Under the black clouds
Retaliate
Remnants of this plague
Are these truly the last days?