Black Tide

Voices howl
Round in circles
In and out
Broken glasses were reflecting twisted crowns
Sacred fools
Fake illusions
Painted as psycho circus clowns
Throwing laughs to a sick blindfolded crowd

So, let it out
Come and get it
Go, and shout
Come and get it now

Rotting corpses from a silent genocide
Urban legions keep on lyin’
Drowning puppets in their black tide

So, let it out
Come and get it
Go, and shout
Come and get it