System Folds Lyrics

Breath on my wistful children all that loss is now forgotten.
All those lying shrouded in cotton threw their chains and now are walking.
All shall live eternally all shall breath though it is rotten.
When systems fail not cease to be but beginning in greater patterns.
The system folds into black holes.
We know our roles.
I fear you daily, completely.
My father is a soldier of solder - but bolder.
Each drop of this poison makes it harder for the waitin'.