https://soundcloud.com/the-clockwise-devil/a-dreams-behest
(Remix: Clockwise Devil)

In the land of plenty, there are those who starve, even now..
In the scattered field of untamed animals, we are the only ones who remain fighting amongst ourselves…

All buried in dread, remain the fallen and the dead.

Picking and choosing only those who can live free…
This makes dictators, not survivors...
Living in a world of broken bones on the mend…
Searching endlessly for no home…

Where is this humanity in helping everyone, if only one person survives through scorn?

In the future promised, there are still children trying to find their way through what is called ‘freedom’ - lost in a land riddled with guns, and hiding from these murderous shells unknown.

Once hopeful to live a life they did once lead…
Now floating still in bloody, red waters…
Shattered lives n’er do dream evermore.

Is this the life, we, the adults, gave them?
Are these the small lives we refused to save?
Did we become the monsters by merely stating we cared a lot…
Only after the flood of thoughts, words, and decay?

If not anymore than that…
Did any of us even care at all?

https://www.wormintruder.com

**I’m still working on this vocal…so, I will return~

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