The claimed profits of the future days
A handfull of stones, a mouthfull of grace
Justifying the need for the sacrifice
The black plague of trust in the blindman’s eyes

The fear, the loss, the blood
As we sit out our dissolution
Unseen, unsaid, undone
As we sit out our dissolution
Setting off death trap! [x2]

As the stones being thrown, new commandments being said
With ignorance raised, the price of life set
By the time the new truth has been totalised
The right over life would be legalised

The fear, the loss, the blood
As we sit out our dissolution
Unseen, unsaid, undone
As we sit out our dissolution
Setting off death … TRAP!

[Solo]

The words been left unsaid!
The stand that’s left unheld!
The fear that took us down!
The dissolution!

The fear, the loss, the blood! Dissolution

The fear, the loss, the blood
As we sit out our dissolution
Unseen, unsaid, undone
As we sit out our dissolution
(FEAR! LOSS! BLOOD!)
As we sit out our dissolution
(UNSEEN! UNSAID! UNDONE!)
As we sit out our dissolution
[Solo]