The Forgotten

We are the forgotten.

We lurk in moonlight's shadow

Stand strong in the dead of night.

Remembrance is our fallen father

Oppression is our mother.

Born to die.

A lack of memory is our war cry.

Shame is our shield.

Sin is our weapon of choice.

We are the forgotten.

Man's memory is what we crave.

Man's acceptance is what we lack.

Our own memories are they that are given.

Blank white film not only covers our eyes.

But our tar black hearts.

We are the forgotten.

Beware.

We are the ones you should continually fear.

We are the Forgotten.