Gallows Frame - Words Of Farewell

In times of silent prosperity

Doubt may grow the most

As the intrepid soul challenges the constancy

Tip the balance and it may shatter the equilibrium

Towering above these industrial landscapes

A lifetime of impressions all to be lost in indifference

I beheld the flare stacks with their flaming heads

For the world will not find its end in an instantaneous flash

But with whimpering decay it will have to suffice

And so do I

The gallows frame edged against the grim sky

In a continuous display of monotony

Numb me, alienate me, leave me in spatial disarray

This alienation causes disorientation

So as you hear my voice for the last time

You shall always remember that I once lived here

Where the sun shines through the smoky alleys

Upon only those who pierce the state of trust

When its foundation’s very fabric is eroded rapidly

The gallows frame edged against the grim sky

In a continuous display of monotony

Numb me, alienate me, leave me in spatial disarray

Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter

So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt

Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter

So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt, yeah

Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter

So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt

Leave me at the wayside, down here in the gutter

So leave me out here in the cold, face down in the dirt