Still Born, Again Lyrics - Cryptic Slaughter

Uneasy feelings 

Which way to turn 

Lost in the maelstrom 

Starting to burn 

Madness surrounds toy when caught up with 

Minds so confused 

And so I sit 

Pitcher in hand 

And so I fill 

This glass that stands 

Chaos controlling with minds that are robbed 

Of their wills 

Children of the earth 

See not their worth 

- Wasting their lives 

In vain, in pain 

- It is no surprise 

Stillborn again 

Another cig 

I slump my head 

This here soul 

Mistaken dead 

Maybe tomorrow we'll all find a way to escape