Righteous engagement of thoughts set forth the crumbling of our souls
Business knows no end, even to the death
Friend or foe, raising it's unnerving head, tormented by the gestures unknowing

I see the lies behind your eyes
Puzzling how it comes to this, but I guess I had it coming
Stabbed in the heart again,
The charade of life and a knife from a friend watching our dreams fall apart
Caught up in the parade of scars

Humanity only breeds death, yet continue to believe in each other
Put my life out on the table and let them feast upon it
Inked in pain, a reminder of what they do, heading not by contrast
Is this the course never ending?

If this isn't hell then bow me now
I lay my life out for the vultures
They pick me up and tear me down