We walk so silently, into the night
We never see it coming, we are so blind
The stream of life, is flowing like a flood
And suddenly, we're traipsing through the blood
Calm before the storm, is like a de-ja vu
Feel the rush of blood, just before it exits you
And you try to hold on but your time is fleeting,
After all is said and done, it's death, whom you are meeting
Why do we never care, until it's way too late
Why do we waste our time, and play with fate
And like the little children, never doing what we should
Just playing with our lives, and traipsing through the blood
We wander aimlessly, into a trap
So oblivious, we go to hell and back
And yes, there's a wake up call, but still we sleep
So we say our prayers, but there is no soul left to keep
We become the shell, of who we used to be
Our blood is on the floor, but we fail to see
Confusion grips each of us in the end
And for our wicked ways, there's a price well pay, my friend
Why do we never care, until it's way too late
Why do we waste our time, and play with fate
And like the innocent children.
Who've turned to bad from good
We're playing with our lives
And traipsing through the blood
So afraid, yet so naive, you say you do
But you don't believe, as you walk through this world
The blind who lead the blind
You should have stayed behind
We'd be better off alone, and in the cold...
...The blind leading the blind.... !!!
We beg and plead, to try and save our lives,
We act like fools, and try to close our eyes
But now, we see our fate, it's there before us,
Why didn't we listen. When they tried to warn us
Our filth, has covered us, in dirt and mud
Our ignorance, will leave us. traipsing through the blood
No more the silence, loud is all the screaming,
No more the innocent child, no you're not dreaming
Why do we never care, until it's way too late
Why do we waste our time, and play with fate
And like the little children, never doing what we should
Just playing with our lives and traipsing through the blood
...Traipsing through... ...the blood!!!

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