Lyrics Enough. - Walkways

Enough.

There is just enough sorrow in this world to tip it into too much
Seems I don’t know how much of it I can contain
For as much as I fight to spread some light
That filth is still in me
Eating away, fighting back, urging for pain (Feasting insane)
And I know that we’re doomed
Cause the color seen best is red
And oh I know it in my heart
That we are lost
And better off
Dead
— Pigs buried alive in mass graves
— Pigs in Slaughterhouses and Gas chambers around the world
All this just for some bacon and ham
It’s insane and unnecessary
It’s not worth it
And It needs to end Now