Verse 1
To your delight, the night cuts like a knife

My thoughts pierce my soul as I look back on my life
It all began when I was only four

Abducted, inducted the slam of the van door
Bred for profit a living dividend

Traded, paraded in this carnal playpen
Youth diminished I’ve served my last master
Harnessed for harvest tomorrow’s cadaver


Pre-Chorus 1
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind

Pale horse stables please abide me

Chorus 1
Confiscated passport pages

Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond

Bygone fathers impregnation

Third trimester terminations

Innocence shattered hither and yon.

The Back of the Beyond

Post-Chorus 1
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind

Pale horse stables please abide me

Verse 2

Beyond the lights, the brands and runways

Is another sixteen hour indentured workday
Up on the right and down at the dockside
Pregnant migrants’ cardboard bedsides

Shanty collapses sixteen die

Nobody cared, nobody cried

Another honor killing in the countryside

The accusers came forth, the crowd stepped aside


Pre-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind

Where mercy dares not tread, you’ll find me

Chorus 2
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Confiscated passport pages

Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond

Bygone fathers impregnation

Third trimester terminations

Innocence shattered hither and yon.

The Back of the Beyond

Post-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
In the echo chamber of lies
When apathy turns eyes blind

Pale horse stables please abide me

Guitar Solo

Pre-chorus 3
The silence is deafening
I’m hidden in plain sight
The darkness is closing (darkness closes in)
Senses failing, come find me

Chorus 3
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Confiscated passport pages

Beds and backseats Blood and wages
Curated, sedated, post modern cages
The Back of the Beyond

Bygone fathers impregnations
Innocence shattered hither and yon.

The Back of the Beyond

Post-Chorus 2
The silence is deafening
When you’re hidden in plain sight
When apathy turns eyes blind

Senses failing, someone please come find me