Beasts of Bedlam

We're beasts of pain wandering in desolation
through imaginary deserts to an infinite horizon
we're lost mortals of the unseen maker
nomads seeking an eternal place in the sun

We're beasts of lust wandering in degeneration
through shallow cesspools as black as hell,
we're vain and naive in our stunted evolution
zombies programmed to think normalcy is swell

We're beasts of unrest wandering in desperation
through burnt prairies in search of salvation,
we're masked pretenders in one long masquerade
under the spell of the pseudo-shaman's incantation

We're beasts of greed wandering in disjunction
sailing on a frozen sea with contrived zeal,
we're chronic misfits on this lonely planet
fuelled by neurosis to destroy everything that's real

We're beasts of bedlam,conspiring high pandemonium
on this ancient paradise that we never owned,
The horsemen of apocalypse are lurking around the corner,
storm riders who will strike from gateways unknown