IV. Conscience Does Make Cowards Lyrics

The thousand natural shocks

Must we suffer?

Such is the path we walk

Life grows tougher

Will toil be outweighed?

Best to persist?

Or is the cooler shade

To not exist?

Is to be to suffer?

Time casts strife asunder in

Human emotion's game

Let the emotions play

In hopes that we may

See what conscience brings

The guilt of a king

Just watch how he cowers

Praying sin be scoured

Faithless worshiping

Won't negate thy undoing

Let the emotions play

In hopes that we may

See what conscience brings

The guilt of a king

Just watch how he cowers

Praying sin be scoured

Faithless worshiping

Spare your breath

Hark! The raven sings

And churns organs to rupture

Ventricular clutch

Malice aforethought

Martyrs have been basking in the sin

A blade ambivalent

Yet speaking daggers

Apprehensive negligence

With purpose shattered

Crossfire unto Cain

Bloodied mirror

Is loss to be in vain?

Is ultion nearer?

Can faithful be our mother?

Strife casts lives asunder in

Human emotions

Human emotion's game