I rose with the sun and I forgave myself for the sins of the world
Self-destruction masks the abuse, a slave to the torment within
We ignore the truth of irrational antagonization
Misery sucks you in, addicted to the magnetization
I want to be the solution, no longer reduced to victim
A venomous serpent to strike upon this nation
Vessels disserviced
Despite our purpose
I took my fall, I was forced to take the burden
While the ghouls of commerce praise the massacre of freedom
Refusing to progress gives a false sense of control, but the cleansing fires of change will burn throughout us all
Will you stand by and let them make the call?
Will you be another stain upon the wall?
Fiends ruled by greed
Living in the excess of others’ needs
Torture playthings to creatures in power
Who won’t survive the reckoning hour
When it’s time to pay your dues
What excuse will you try to use?
You have no value in death
And your memory will die like the rest
We are the ones made of art and memories that do not dissolve
We watch on the screen imitations of blood, sweat, and tears
The source of suffering takes our pain and calls it home
Then hangs it up like a badge, forgets it exists at all
When it’s time to pay your dues
What excuse will you try to use?
You have no value in death
And your memory will die like the rest
