Domino Syndrome - Deviated Instinct

These past years

All this time

All this work

All this…

Growing and learning from our misdeeds

In earthen ground we had strength

Now, on this morn

We rock on uneasy seas

And slowly but surely…

Slit our own throats

Gnaw at our wounds

Turning out backs

Gnaw at our wounds

Dominoes fall

Snug in the warmth of complacency

Comfort by the mantal of safety

In the ease of ritual

The slow, choking death from apathy

Taking for granted

Stealing from a dying man

Greedily sucking dry

Then lying back content

A glance in the mirror before it all falls apart

A glance in the mirror before it all

…Falls apart

The cold, strangling, icy grip

Of apathetic resolution

An idle shrug, dominoes fall

Slipping a noose around our necks

Like a row of dominoes;

the chain reaction

We’re rocking on uneasy seas

Dominoes fall