They weep and wallow,
Hiding in the muck.
While their souls begin to fallow.
Because they're digging their own graves.
They cannot hear each other,
Not over their own pleas.
To think, if they helped each other,
They would be set free.
They weep and wallow,
Hiding in the muck.
While their souls begin to fallow.
Because they're digging their own graves.
They cannot hear each other,
Not over their own pleas.
To think, if they helped each other,
They would be set free.