Running out of days

Open your eyes
there´s nothing left
you are already blind
creep down to this hell inside
your church of mind
Wicked games you play
nothing´s left to say
your world is on fire
burning stranger´s flesh within your desire
Shedding unseen blood
of veins you misunderstood
how could you fail to see
how could you fail to be
more than the empty veil you are
drifting away, drifting far
from the point of any heart
nothing´s left to break apart
Wicked games of authority
pushing others dignity
just to point a light
on this vulgar ego you keep inside
Turned to haze, wasted and lost
you are the one you fear at most
and in the end you will die
without taking a try
to see what´s behind the word
of those you left unheard