Cloaks of Oblivion

Pulsing green neon lights
Decaying skyline, a view of the city at night
Avarice and lust scraping the stars
While pestilence seeps through the gutters and poisons our minds

Blood turning to gold as the gears turn
Inherent ideals, our ways are set in stone
Sweat, blood, tears and fear
Enslaved by empty words - we're not alive

Shadows now fall filling our hearts
Venom they feed us and leave us all empty and numb
Draped in cloaks of gloom and smiling sedated
Onwards we march, oblivious

Blood turning to gold as the gears turn
Inherent ideals, our ways are set in stone
Sweat, blood, tears and fear
Enslaved by empty words - we're not alive

Tube fed mentality
From the cradle to the grave
A morbid morality
A religion to enslave
Shake off your cloak of oblivion
Step out of mental decay

Hollow hearts, empty minds
Animate corpses keep the machine alive
Avarice and lust scraping the stars
Onwards we march, oblivious

Blood turning to gold as the gears turn
Inherent ideals, our ways are set in stone
Sweat, blood, tears and fear
Enslaved by empty words - sleepers awake

Shake off your cloak of oblivion
Step out of mental decay