Cycle Of The Streets lyrics
Song information
Artist: Thought Riot
Album: Sketches Of Undying Will
Lyrics
A boy catches a glimpse of his fate
In the bloodied face of his brother's corpse
Lying in the alley next to his house
He's on his way to school
Well he's on his way to somewhere
Afflicted at the age of 5 with post-war syndrome
The stress of poverty causes brain damage
Such that he is robbed of his chance
Of ever having true human relationships
It's a dog-eat-dog world out there
And he's been trained well
Avert your gaze
As the tragic heroes take the stage
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised
There's no ovation at the end
Just a haunting sensation
That soon it will all happen again
Change the channel and this time we find
A 7 year-old consequence
Of a pregnant alcoholic drug abuser
The effects of her actions on this child
Have left him with an almost supernatural anger
A hating desire to inflict pain
His adopting family is torn between
Their love for him and their fear
That one day he may try to take their lives
His brain is such that he can never escape
The fate his poor mother has left him with
At the age of 7 he already has a criminal record
Avert your gaze
As the tragic heroes take the stage
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised
There's no ovation at the end
Just a haunting sensation
That soon it will all happen again
And it does, again and again and again
Beware the ghosts that haunt this place!
They are lurid flourishing spectres of fate
An aggregation of those who means were held
Beyond the realm where hungry fingers dwell
In the grease slick shine of overpriced suits
A world unto itself, built for abuse
Of those! - who are thrown into it
Of those! - mentally deficient
Of those! - who know no life but in it
Of those! - who are borne unto it!
Avert your gaze
As the ghosts of poverty lay waste
The street is littered with fractured futures;
Casualties we've no instrument with which to measure
Take your seats the lights are dimming now
The choir mourns as the curtain flees the ground
But we've seen this all before, we've just chosen to ignore!
Avert your gaze
As the tragic heroes take the stage
Else you spy the cycle of the streets work out its rage
Cover your eyes before the final bow is exercised
There's no ovation at the end
Just a haunting sensation
That soon it will all happen again
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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