Empire of the Blind lyrics
by Heathen
Dead souls dressed in black
A wake to mourn a nation
Social heart attack
The cause of death, temptation
Blood lust, consuming power
Brings us to our knees
Great tolls paid in filth
Metastasize infection
Sick flood, washing over
Pulls us under
And drowns us in disease
This shroud of shame restricting sight
The past, a corpse we carry
Dark clouds of fear obscuring light
The future long since buried
Behold the rising empire
Behold the empire of the blind
Deep hole, full of spite
A hateful seed for sowing
Roots rot, systemic plight
The poison fruit still growing