Parade Of Scars

Righteous engagement of thoughts

Set forth the crumbling of our souls

Business knows no end, even to the death

Friend or foe, raising its unnerving head

Tormented by the gestures unknowing

I see the lies behind your eyes

Puzzling how it comes to this

But I guess, I had it coming

Stabbed in the heart again

The charade of life and a knife

From a friend watching our dreams fall apart

Caught up in the parade of scars

Humanity only breeds death

Yet, continue to believe in each other

Put my life out on the table

And let them feast upon it

Inked in pain, a reminder of what they do

Heading not by contrast

Is this the course never ending?

If this isn't hell then bow me now

I lay my life out for the vultures

They pick me up and tear me down