Spiral Of Descent

Something sparks the fray
Something changes this day
Alien shades of gray
I have gone astray

I close my ears and I cannot hear
I shut my eyes but I can't disappear

What is the reason to believe
In what is done and what is said?
No answer here —
Sorry, God is dead

The circus comes to town
Madness is a lead clown
Life is just a sound
I am part of the crowd

I close my ears and I cannot hear
I shut my eyes but I can't disappear

What is the reason to believe
In what is done and what is said?
No answer here —
Sorry, God is dead

Something sparks the fray
What are the rules of this play?
No one ought to say
No sense here to stay

I close my ears and I cannot hear
I shut my eyes but I can't disappear

What is the reason to believe
In what is done and what is said?
No answer here —
Sorry, God is dead

Mother, why should I go?
Mother, what have I become?
Mother, why don't you know?
Why don't you care?

Примечание
Текст написан в 1994–1995 годах для метал-проекта Unshaded.
По стилистике ориентирован на groove/thrash и альтернативный метал середины 1990-х.
Публикуется как архивный материал; английский текст слегка отредактирован для языковой целостности при сохранении оригинальной структуры и образности.