No Rest For The Wicked

No Rest For The Wicked




It's quiet now on the edge of town


food is scarce on the land


There's a turbulence something stirring


How can you even face it


no rest for the wicked


they travel in packs as a wolf


every corner they will follow


hearts are filled with bitter sorrow


they hide behind a squeeky wheel


others insist as no big deal


they can't help you cause they can't help themselves


searching through the garbage for truth


fall under the hiden garb of compromise


can't we see through those lies


they stay up all night with fright


in search of blood dripping blood off of side


the evil run away to hide


when they see the light


falling on deaf ears


they falls with bitter tears.