Verses of Violence - Byzantine

I never thought of you a friend

On whom my trust depends

You are a snake in all the tales

Where men went wrong

I never swallowed the lies

Or need them by my side

I can anticipate the darkness in the light

We never benefit from silence

It drags us down

And now our bearings are unknown

We’ll never understand

S of violence

Dragging us down

And I run forever

From the glory and the praise

And I run forever

Till the end of my days

As we retrace where we went wrong

Gazed with wayward eyes for far too long

And now I look deep inside

To find words for the wise

We must eliminate the veil to see the face

And now we live in frightened times

With hearts ablaze

As we navigate this never-ending maze

We never benefit from silence

It drags us down

And now our bearings are unknown

We’ll never understand

S of violence

Dragging us down

And I run forever

From the glory and the praise

And I run forever

Till the end of my days

As we retrace where we went wrong

Gazed with wayward eyes for far too long

My coffin dripping black

With pitch sealed by the sun

Dead flowers grip the outside

Weighing me down by the ton

The wisdom laid down

At my feet I will never receive

I’m pulled down by the body

Of my own machinery