Only Living Witness - Prone Mortal Form Lyrics
Who's at the helmOf the purge that looms?Should I bother trying to seeOutside of this room?I can tell you now, I'll be left behindOn that fabled dayWhen the beggars will rideThe distant, crushing call to continueMakes a heart sink willinglyInto a chemical bathEvery insecurity reminds youOf the voice determining your choice of pathBelieve me now, I'll be left behindOn that fabled day when the beggars will rideIf I champion misfortune, is it justJust an extension ofDismantling a pale facadeMy disdain for convention