Spare No Words - Marching Song

I was shouting to the dead today
I just need some information
I've got data it's corrupting me
Source-less, baseless and exotic

I'm being eaten by the lion's share
That's fidgeting around inside my brain
I'm not sure if I am sane
Is death factual or fiction

There are minutes and there are decades
Which are applying to me
I just need you to abandon your faith
Taint my soul with superstition

I was shouting to the dead today
There are minutes and there are decades
Which are applying to me
I just need you to abandon your faith
Taint my soul with superstition
Superstition

Time Is Blind

Written by:
Finbar Concaig

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