The Plague

This is complacency designed to make us fall
Our integrity, brought forth, must heed the call
A broken sense of direction, we can’t accept
The process of resurrection, never genuflect

The virus spreads within the mind, into the eyes bound to be blind
This is a struggle, a test of faith
The cure is nowhere to be found
I will never be held down by their ignorance and their hate

Will you forever be led?

Forward to the quicksand
A parade of the insane
The plague has taken over of compassion… we are drained

Incurable desires, the things that we forget are those that are important and soon we will regret
Destroyed morale infection, a growing breed. The architects of madness, feeding from greed

The virus spreads within the mind, into the eyes bound to be blind
This is a struggle, a test of faith
The cure is nowhere to be found
I will never be held down by their ignorance and their hate

With lies that you’ve been fed…

Forward to the quicksand
A parade of the insane
The plague has taken over, of compassion… we are drained

Unrecognized, desensitized, it’s taking far too long
Believe in ourselves that we’ll rise
The antidote is faith and hope…

Faith and hope alone.

Music: J. Constantino
Lyrics: R. Africa
Arrangement: T. Marcelino, P. Eusebio E. Perlas