The Sycophants by The Vicious Head Society Lyrics

As if by design
We shuffle as one towards and awkward destiny
So dead inside
A mental genocide and yet none can see

None but me?

Something within
Is twisting writhing so sweetly serpentine
Eye of the sun
Are we as one or is this just a crazy dream?

Still I feel

Human clay is what the see
Just cogs in the machine
A life without a template
Just dogs kept on a leash

This state that dwells inside of me
Something so pristine
I feel the eye of one does guide
Me towards some destiny
But why me?

Sun grows gold
No light in the sky
Ghost ship floats on the bay
A hazy a dream, A lost memory
A time unseen

Time slips by
Light drains from my eyes
Consequence of deceit
A hazy dream, A lost memory
A time unseen

Like words on the page
Sense of will is erased
Waning behind the screen