
Paralysis
by To Kill· from Antarctica
Gunpowder and blood, inherited from our fathers
Reduced to run away, reduced to escape from facing fears
This legacy of pain left us paralyzed and silent
Watching rulers rule and children die:
this is a game where these are the rules
Prayers in their book told generations to watch and no to live
Fathers told sons not to look, not to bear
Keep repeating your prayers, they’ll save your soul
Keep living this common prayer, this is all we’re left to know
Keep repeating you prayers, but I won’t be listening
Walking and living this nightmare in black and white