Cannae - Synapse Lyrics
Tomorrow is hereDamned by the speed of timeImagine when becomes where did it goMindless people, they shake hands and smileI should introduce myself with a slapA nation of a million fools,Programmed by the media's mainlineLogic and reason - How does it escape your thoughts?Half the truth enveloped in liesFace life with a vengeanceShattered by an instant deathA bloody end to a hopless lifeAnd then a chilling thought to the point of madnessLeft in a grip of terrorLeft to tryRecapture myself with a gun to my headIn a grip of paranoiaWith a gun to my headMy spirit stands alone in a roomA bloody end to a hopeless life