Текст песни Haunted By Silhouettes - Flock

Оригинальный текст песни Flock

Scream
Even though it's a whisper
I will judge you up and down
Crave narcissistic endeavours
So hollow that you'll fall right through
I'll be your judge and jury
A king before subject
You will be charged with treason
Absence of intellect
No excuse for your action or age
I will deem you wrong and deranged
A recession of the mind
Our future left behind
No shepherd for this flock

My dying breed hopelessly observing
The feeble spawn of a grave decline
The past is sighing while the future's falling
Into uncertainty and great divide
I won't despair before I see you through
We are the shepherds and the herd is missing
Stuck in the mirrors talking with themselves

The blinding beacon at the edge of the world
Making sure to silence you and the herd
You think that you have lived and figured it out
But you are miles away
No excuse for my action or age
I will deem me ripe for a change
A progression of the mind
A past I leave behind
I'll be my judge and jury
A king before object
I will be charged with reason
Presence of intellect

My dying breed hopelessly observing
The feeble spawn of a grave decline (grave decline)
The past is sighing while the future’s falling
Into uncertainty and great divide
I won't despair before I see you through
We are the shepherds and the herd is missing
Stuck in the mirrors talking with themselves