Lyrics Beneath the Massacre

Beneath the Massacre

Light

Sitting in the dark, hearing voices. Voice of reason?

Voices you know. Voice

Of truth? Waging a war at your demons. War at your impure

Thoughts.

All your demons outnumbered by voices. Impure and

Outnumbered. the danger in

Searching for a brighter light, is to find one where

There is none.

Your so called impure thoughts you have is nothing but

Proof you're alive.

Murmurs you hear when you shut your eyes are nothing but

A medical condition.

The danger in searching for a brighter light, is to find

One where there is

None.