Sentient Lyrics

The era of error

The wounds of war
Have bled us dry
A world in ruins
A dead red sky
Fighting to live
Living to die
The fracturing perception
Of why we even try
The era of error
The era of error

Gasping for air
Battle to breathe
Pull myself out of the wreckage
Struggling to see
Complacent with the fact
Our future is null
Complacent with the fact
We're living somehow
The more I start to come alive
The less it takes to realize
Everything's collapsing where I stand
Everything's collapsing where I stand