Surreal Atrocities – A Death For Every Sin – letras

the damage has been donelisten to the cries of turmoilas the day continues to rainyou can hear the vocal violencesilence the crowdwords fall short of soundas the loudest of menbecom speechlesslack of breathis what swept me awayas i wallowhelpless in this surreal atrocitywith night approachingwe all become vulnerableeverything seems to move sloweras time drifts apatheticallyto great the dawnas the new day beginsthe effort to live becomes none