Mark Ayling - The Ballad Of Logie Buchan lyrics

THIS QUIET DESOLATION SEETHING DESPERATION WITH UNFULFILLED DISCONTENTMENT A GROWING RESENTMENT A PATTERN FOR LIFE WITH EACH USELESS GENERATION THIS DARK TWISTED LANDSCAPE AN ARMY OF BROTHERS HOLD NO SENTIMENT FOR STRANGERS THE BITTER LOOKS A CURSE ON THE WORLD FROM BEHIND FRIENDLY EYES NOT LEAST TO ONE ANOTHER BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD A LONE CANDLE FLICKERS A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER WRAPPED ROUND BARBED WIRE JUST ONE MORE REMINDER OF EVERYTHING WE HAVE LOST JUST ONE MORE REMINDER OF EVERYTHING THAT YOU'RE TO BLAME FOR HERE LIE THE REMAINS OF EVERYTHING THAT'S DEAD TO ME