Mockers Songtext / Lyric

What was best,

Was fiercely crushed.

They killed the dreams,

And now they are gone.

Sneering smiles

Mocking looks

Pointing out sins,

They hide in their nooks.



The bloodthirsty band creeps out of the murk

The gun of sharp words on the verge of the dark,

To finish off our tainted hearts,

All that we saved torn apart.






How can they know,

That thanks to their mumble

They turn into gold

The defeat of the crumbled.

These shadowless men,

How can they know,

The power of the scorned

Is letting dreams go.



Merciless speech



Merciless acts

Words made of lead

Of beasts so voracious.

Sneering laughter,

Mocking glances,

Envious faces,

And lack of tolerance.



The bloodthirsty band creeps out of the murk

The gun of sharp words on the verge of the dark,

To finish off our tainted hearts,

All that we saved torn apart.



How can they know,

That thanks to their mumble

They turn into gold

The defeat of the crumbled.

These shadowless men,

How can they know,

The power of the scorned

Is letting dreams go.