Tragederia

Bleak Future

Tragederia


Nobody knows my face
Nobody knows my name
As I walk towards a somber fate
Destined to die in the black smoke
A grey landscape of forges
Spewing up the day's work
So many died in the mines today
But everything remains the same

They told us we needed this
To bring about a new age
But all we see is
Devastation and malice

We go towards a bleak future
A slave colony, a nation in fear
Disposable and meaningless
They're using our blood as oil

Deep scars
Brought by silence
These broken minds bathed in fear
Lashes on our backs
The blood in our eyes
A road to submission
Moist with blood

These scars
Brought by silence
These broken minds bathed in fear
The lashes on our backs
And the blood in our minds
A road to submission
Moist with blood

They told us we needed this
To bring about a new age
But all we see is
Devastation and malice

We go towards a bleak future
A slave colony, a nation in fear
Disposable and meaningless
They're using our blood as oil

Desperate and crawling
Through this bloody mauling
In the dark of these mines
Our destinies are entwined
We are what you say
We cannot escape
This nightmare goes on
Am I the only one?
To notice all of this blood
As we keep dying in the mud

We go towards a bleak future
A slave colony, a nation in fear
Disposable and meaningless
They're using our blood as oil