In Praise Of Folly - Nasum

Let’s gather around the world and see

What is it actually made to be?

We saw the fall of empathy

Now what is it that you see?

I raise my guard

This has all gone too far

Look into my writhing eyes

What is it that you see?

Line up here for heavy praise

Queue up for hate and bigotry

You don’t really trust it, I see it in your face

Accursed stark truth broken free

I raise my guard

This has all gone too far

Look into my writhing eyes

What is it that you see?

Drained of thought and care, this world

Their vision broken free

Compassion made to blackest lies

Don’t let it boil in you and me

Look into my eyes