The Carpenter's Coalmen - A Whisper In The Noise

It has been so long

I’d like to kill

the carpenters' coalmen

I want you

caught by the coalmine

but I can’t help think

that going in circles

won’t bring a thing

somewhere from nowhere,

came blood through your veins

don’t want to live only,

to rot in a grave

the facts of opinion,

are stacked as the truth

be mindful who’s dealing,

and ready to lose

in the survival,

I’m losing my cause

somewhere in the people,

who claim it belongs

I’m going in circles,

all in a rage

as decisions are broken,

divisions are made

as the carpenters' coalmen,

are prescribing the dream

to weaken the many,

to stand on the meek

as we are encircled,

surrounded in flames

as we become broken,

as we are unmade