Perpetual Dormancy - Abysmal Dawn

Spiraling down into a world without a conscious

Selflessness a vision rarely seen

Crawling out of the sickness that surrounds us

Drifting from a womb of selfish greed

The righteous are long for death

Martyrs now cognizant

Filled with doubt my hatred becomes boundless

Cannot rest in dens of enemies

Let them pray for a change that they’ll call progress

Renew their faith so that they may proceed

The righteous are longing for death

Martyrs now cognizant

I see the herds of passive flesh

Plunging to their untimely deaths

Our world is falling to pieces

The essence of this world is rotten

Decaying in a violent sea

Lost souls forgotten

In perpetual dormancy

I see the herds of passive flesh

Wandering from the hope they’ve left

Cannot forget their faces