like a roaring lion
or a charging bear
disease has spread among us
it’s the disease of despair

it’s despair that is killing us
feasting into the social fabric’s neck
rupturing the social bonds until there’s that is left

spreading the disease
with each bite
it’s despair
what a fright!
unam sanctam
to the priests of bale
creeping in the night

despair!
it’s despair!
it’s despair that you care for
in the cold of the night
it’s despair!
it’s despair!
it’s despair that you care for
like the flame from a light
it’s despair!
it’s despair!
it’s despair that you care for
in the cold of the night

the hopelessness of brokenness
is how we’ll remain
we walk around feeling free
but are slaves without chains
and our salvation as a nation
is inflicted as addiction
to the riches of dereliction
such pains have stricken!
will you listen?!
don’t you care?!
do you feel it?
despair?!
despair we should care for
in the cold of the night
it’s despair
it’s despair
it’s despair you should care for
like a flame from a light

free
what does it mean?
free?
is it all just a lie
on the silver screen?

the sharp iron heel
of the men who call themselves masters
pressin on your neck
asking you to die faster
and all the while tells you to thank him
unam sanctam
through the war shock
like mumps for the soul
it’s from-the-core rot
stoking while the coals hot

fire from the lightning
stories from the night-things
in the depths it’s frightening
once blinded sight of self-delusion
ensue into a new illusion
and show us joy within the terror
so we can deem what’s right and fair
then you and me
we’ll fight despair