decoding the avalanche of solitude

we are making our way through this town. you cant save your minds because your souls are on the line, and your hearts are the only price. so save your last words. we arent taking you home no more. this is all your fault. can i have a moment of silence please, the deaf seem to speak. why have the blind found their way? creation of the wicked withering away in the land that is about to be decapitated. we have been fighting this war since centuries ago. cut off the ties. make peace with the dirt. death has been your only friend since birth. and now you will answer to me.