The Name Of Suffering

Here I stand, the answers hold no meaning
Yet I can't stop questioning
Tonight should be a triumph
Vomited away tomorrow

Pain knells, the crowd swells
An arena choking itself to death
A bleak march bleeding in despair
Slave-ship in cadence fills the air

In the name of suffering
We grind ourselves to sleep
Opening doorways to grey wastes
Never to find the promised land

Bent crushing my weak mind
Blowtorching the candle at both ends
Sober eyes clouded in disillusion
My heart can bear no more

Pain knells, the crowd swells
An arena choking itself to death
A bleak march bleeding in despair
Slave-ship in cadence fills the air

In the name of suffering
We grind ourselves to sleep
Opening doorways to grey wastes
Never to find the promised land
In the name of suffering