Stalins War This Lost Town Of Wandering Souls Lyrics

A death shrouding cold encapsulates the lungs; each breath,
Without a warning, could be the last. When it reaches nearer
will we stand as true in hollow convictions we thought we knew?
Give me peace. Give me direction. Play that chord for me one
more time. Give me the strength to seek compassion. Play that
chord for me one more time. Look to the sky and see millions of
stars contrasting black, a humble whisper on an endless stage. False
caresses and empty gazes some light shines out; through the haze you'll see.
Connect the stars; they all come back to me. Desperation has now killed this hope
with weary eyes and criticized the good and manufactured hate. With b_____
fingertips I write this song. Guilty of all; I won't deny. Guilty of all; I won't
deny. We've banked our lives in such a way to fill the void, the constant pain.
We've loved and lost; we've played the game. I thought I knew the answers, then
everything just changed. This cliché of glamour still lies within my mind. Nights
walking alone through this dreary town, all beauty lost in the apathy of the
eyes of the desperate and addicted, in this lost town of wandering souls