Viscera of Men

Invidious judgements move towards an end Scatter and splatter, the viscera of men This circle of fire is life on a wire A culling of hatred again and again Bleed until the silence Cast them to the void Flee the fight is violence Their misery is joy (Bleed) (Silence) Bleed until the silence Cast them to the void Flee the fight is violence Their misery is joy Inside you Never felt enough pain But you were inclined to wonder Inside you A war was building In time Bleed until the silence Cast them to the void To flee the fight is violence Their misery is joy Bleed until the silence Cast them to the void To flee the fight is violence Their misery is joy Bleed Until (until) There is silence Bleed Until (until) There is silence