The Conspiracy Of The Blind

Let the language be the blade

Dead it stares into our empty lives

Created needs - as tumors they grow

The swarming worms of a thousand lies

The conspiracy of the blind - staring dead into our lives of decay

Hermetic halls - echo silent now

Flood the landscape of our minds

The conspiracy of the blind - staring dead into our lives of decay

From the lips of the blind man

A kiss of decay

The dawn of the iconoclast

A sharpened blade

The conspiracy of the blind - staring dead into our lives of decay