What’s it worth
when no more
all cashed in
at the door
And thrown from shadows to the light
it’s not your fight
Hateful absent
with their vice
blindfolded battle
paid the price
And thrown from shadows to the light
it’s not your fight
The sun sets
to escape
and silhouettes
lose their shape
Fallen props
took their toll
at what cost
for what goal
[listen to this song on the soundcloud player below]