Blurry Villain

For the first time in our history

We see a clear image of our notoriety

We don't need no rain to create the ponds

All the footage is available on our phones

Surrounded by the countless mirrors and reflections

Started noticing true motives of creation

I can see the blood adorn my hands

The evil in me, the evil of man

The only lesson that we truly learn

Is that our fantasies are yet to end (are yet to touch the sky)

All the faces seem so damn familiar

Both you and me are blurry villains

I see the voices of the past speak through me

I see the acts of the heathens returning

The heresy running rampant right along us

Cemetery of the fiends and the monsters

I've ripped the dark part of me away

I cleansed my soul, fixed my frenzied face

Showed it to my fellow men

Told them time has come for a change

You can't break them all

We all saw what you've done

Make it make sense in this hell we're in

I've already given up on my hopeless dream

Bitch

I see the callings of the past getting clear

I see the acts of the heathens returning

The heresy running rampant right along us

Cemetery of the fiends and the monsters

I guess we never

Forgot about these errands

Some of us just learned to withhold all the hurt, no one knows, where it goes, or if it will ever end

Never again

Extremists, claiming control over a piece of land

Never more

Another war, another pointless conflict at our door