Cult Of The Blind

Is this the edge of our creation?
Where do we go? Where social media blows
A world of moral deformation
Of lessen highs and ever growing lows

Eye for an eye, the nemesis of reason
Behind a screen, alone in viral prison
Empty vision

We’re lying and our world is falling
What have we become? We burned the sky
Lighting a path to crawl in
All has turned to dust, no wonder why
The cult of the blind

The fall of man, the doom of nature
While thousands die, we build the tombs for races
Decay - Mind aberration
The waste of knowledge will erase our traces

Degrade the past to pull the strings of presence
A fate to craft, a mob of pawns and denses
Slip of essence