All wars stop at the sound of a siren
Some how it all gets worse
Sickness, war, and greedy fingers
Waiting to pick their place in the pot
I hear the sirens of the doctors screaming
The plague is among the fallen
Of the ones who tried to save us
Creating a never ending dogma
No flowers will grow on your fucking grave
Time for you to sleep forever
What happened to the trust in our leaders?
The blissful silence runs deep
I feel the chains wrap around my neck
Silence fills an empty grave
You caused all this agony