Mockers

What was best was fiercely crushed
They killed the dream and now they are gone
Sneering smiles mocking looks
Pointing out sins they hide in their nooks
The bloodthirsty band creeps out of the murk
The gun of sharp words on the verge of the dark
To finish off our tainted hearts all that we saved torn apart
How can they know that thanks to their mumble
They turn into gold the defeat of the crumbled
These shadowless men, how can they know
The power of the scorned is letting dreams go
Merciless speech, merciless acts
Words made of lead of beast so voracious
Sneering laughter mocking glances
Envious faces and lack of tolerance
The bloodthirsty band creeps out of the murk
The gun of sharp words on the verge of the dark
To finish off our tainted hearts all that we saved torn apart
How can they know that thanks to their mumble
They turn into gold the defeat of the crumbled
These shadowless men, how can they know
The power of the scorned is letting dreams go
The bloodthirsty band creeps out of the murk
The gun of sharp words on the verge of the dark
To finish off our tainted hearts all that we saved torn apart
How can they know that thanks to their mumble
They turn into gold the defeat of the crumbled
These shadowless men, how can they know
The power of the scorned is letting dreams go