Dark Tranquillity

Rundown



Cowardice, this chain of events gather and plot the ensnaring of me (ensnaring) gone now the sense of lust is there a cost for the reckless excess? taken in the growth and trust retalitory strike at the weakest spot raked away the remains of my fall that laid scattered cross plains of regret humble in defence of the wicked run down, naked and blind merciless, the onslaught of demands get in line for the numbning i won't make a stand redeemer of the slavery reconcile with the carefree and content ensnarer, caretaker lead not these the frail into battle again crossing out the ramblings of others tired of the same old refrain knowing this will all be corrected torn down, wasted and lost i can't take it anymore 'cause i am rundown can't take it anymore 'cause this is wrong tired and rundown spat it out the foolish lines you fed it holds a place in the civilized mind forcefed, the turn of our venturesome quest being rundown as we seek the day this was lost all that you see all that'll be rundown