Phantoms in the sky, I am coming home missing a part of me. Phantoms watch as time passes by I am limbs and a spirit ripped from the seams. In the darkness, trapped, waiting
for the monsters to act.

Cover me in caster oil, lay me in the dirt.
I'll scream the hymns of a sacrifice. I know am just for the crops to grow and the sheep to breed.
The only person who matters is the weak.
That's what I am told and that's who I am meant to feed.

Scared in raining fire. The air fills with dissonant gags
The poison follows the wind I can't tell what's real anymore.
Am I there or am I here? It only after I kill this bastard in front of me Beating away at this girl in front of me. That Ill know.
As the constructs of what I was meant to save.
Wash away from me.

The people swarm like locusts, scared of the flames.
Are we any different from them or are we all the same.

I shake in the streets surrounded by gas
it is clear to see. The battle never left me.
It was here all along. I feel trivial.
I feel cruel. As a generation fails to succeed at reversing its due.
Is justice clearly just.
Our time seems wasted.
For all the use we lost.

Phantoms in the sky, I am coming home missing a part of me. Phantoms watch as time passes by I am limbs and a spirit ripped from the seams. In the darkness, trapped, waiting
for the monsters to act.