March Of The Mutes

How can we close or eyes,
when the walls around wear thinner each day
how can we close our eyes,
when a parade of chaos marches through the land
This is the end, end of all
We’ve been down this road before
yet we all just stand and watch
everlasting ignorance has led our ways
forewarned, but still forgotten-our history erased
This is the end of all
Down on our knees,
we bow to hatred
down on kneess
we fade away
We’ve tried and failed
now rome burns again
This time its all of us this time its forever