Snibe

(альбом: The Rising Tide - 2000)

(Does this) wilted flower seem strange to you
With all this poison at the roots?
Shut away from love and light
You wonder why it's screaming...

Old enough to abuse me
But all too cheap to amuse me

We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the
Government paper

Calling memories out of mind
Pictures writhing deep inside
And once you've seen it's hard to hide
You wonder why you're screaming

Strong enough not to fear me
But all too loud now to hear me

We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the
Government paper

This winter time
To waste your life
You reign you die
You wait you cry
This time in the light
A small flame in the night
You come you bend
You burn

Sick enough to infect me
But too far gone to protect me

We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the
Government paper