But

there

is

no

si-

lence

My

thoughts

drowned

out

Scree-

ching

and

grin-

ding Scree-

ching

and

grin-

ding

Scree-

ching

and

grin-

ding

Re-

so-

nates

Scree-

ching

and

grin-

ding

Re-

so-

nates

through

a

hol-

low

shell

There

is

no

great

wis-

dom

There

are

no

ans-

wers

I

close

my

eyes,

but

all

I

see

is

red

I

bite

my

tongue,

but

all

I

taste

is

blood

Once

a-

gain

they

set

their

traps

Set

their

hooks,

deep

in

my

head

Too

na-

ive

to

think

forked

Ton-

gues

would

the

selves

de-

vo-

ur

I

close

my

eyes,

but

all

I

see

is

red

I

bite

my

tongue,

but

all

I

taste

is

blood

Once

a-

gain

they

set

their

traps

Set

their

hooks,

deep

in

my

head

Too

na-

ive

to

think

forked

Ton-

gues

would

the

selves

de-

vo-

ur

Show

me

war

Show

me

pes-

ti-

lence

Show

me

the

blood

red

hands

of

ret-

ri-

bu-

tion

And

the

a-

byss

stares

back

Le-

vi-

a-

than

I

And

the

a-

byss

stares

back

Le-

vi-

a-

than

I

To

break

their

hold

St-

rip

the

flesh

stra-

ight

from

their

bones

Cast

their

limbs

in-

to

the

gears

of

the

beast

Br-

ing

this

mon-

stro-

si-

ty

to

its

knee's

Cast

their

limbs

in-

to

the

gears

of

the

beast

Bring

this

mon-

stro-

si-

ty

to

its

fu-

cking

knee's

Eye

for

an

eye

Eye

for

an

eye

Eye

for

an

eye

Eye

for

an

eye

I'll

send

this

world

blind

Show

me

war

Show

me

pes-

ti-

lence

Show

me

the

blood

red

hands

of

ret-

ri-

bu-

tion

And

the

a-

byss

stares

back

Le-

vi-

a-

than

I

And

the

a-

byss

stares

back

Le-

vi-

a-

than

I

Un-

der

a

bla-

ckened

Sun

Be-

neath

a

hun-

ter's

moon

See-

thing

Dogs

of

war,

they

call

for

blood

but

it

will

not

be

mine

Dogs

of

war,

they

call

for

blood

but

it

will

not

be

mine