One last stand

Where has the vision gone
Why are the blind leading the blind
The wise left behind
The end of this play is drawing near
Yet we are all deaf and cannot hear

Lead on with the emblem of death
There is no hope with you and yet they still follow
The words that you spoke still echo hollow
I will defy until the end
To spit in your face even as you win

What is my fate
The pain of life I can not sate
The stage is set
The pieces in place
All that is left is for me to go
Then you will reap that which you sow

Here is to the end
To pain yet to begin
May the blood of the innocent catch you unaware
And the evil you have done catch you there