Verse 1
To your delight, the night cuts like a knife
My thoughts pierce my soul as I look back on my life
It all began when I was only four
Abducted, inducted the slam of the van door
Bred for profit a living dividend
Traded, paraded in this carnal playpen
Youth diminished I’ve served my last master
Harnessed for harvest tomorrow’s cadaver
Pre-Chorus 1
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind
Pale horse stables please abide me
Chorus 1
Confiscated passport pages
Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond
Bygone fathers impregnation
Third trimester terminations
Innocence shattered hither and yon.
The Back of the Beyond
Post-Chorus 1
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind
Pale horse stables please abide me
Verse 2
Beyond the lights, the brands and runways
Is another sixteen hour indentured workday
Up on the right and down at the dockside
Pregnant migrants’ cardboard bedsides
Shanty collapses sixteen die
Nobody cared, nobody cried
Another honor killing in the countryside
The accusers came forth, the crowd stepped aside
Pre-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind
Where mercy dares not tread, you’ll find me
Chorus 2
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Confiscated passport pages
Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond
Bygone fathers impregnation
Third trimester terminations
Innocence shattered hither and yon.
The Back of the Beyond
Post-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind
Pale horse stables please abide me
Guitar Solo
Pre-chorus 3
The silence is deafening
I’m hidden in plain sight
The darkness is closing (darkness closes in)
Senses failing, come find me
Chorus 3
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Confiscated passport pages
Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond
Bygone fathers impregnations
Innocence shattered hither and yon.
The Back of the Beyond
Post-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
When you’re hidden in plain sight
When apathy turns eyes blind
Senses failing, someone please come find me
