Envy The Dead

A nameless face
In the battlefield of brains long gone
Head in hands
Envious of the dead

The bag's under my eyes
Reminder of regret and immense discomfort
The churning of my stomach
A picture of my heart's dismay

Why does the shepherd watch?
While the sheep are torn apart
Why am I nailed to the tree?
Because I walked my chosen path

The day in day out
Drone we call life
A sticker and a smile
Won't ease my agony

Why does the shepherd watch?
While the sheep are torn apart
Why am I nailed to the tree?
Because I walked my chosen path

A nameless face
In the battlefield of brains long gone
Head in hands
Envious of the dead