Tears escape from my eyes As I'm reminded once again By the failure of our kind We're closing up this shop for good Since we plundered all that we could What will it take for you to open up your squinting eyes
It's who we are It's who we are
You can't own what you loan A short time we've claimed this soil Which really is no mans land Time is short, we're running out But not of ideas of how to squeeze out The last drops of the borrowed world we call our own
It's who we are Can we accept and just go on? It's who we are We're trading off the breaking dawn
Unknowing you blend into the dough Handing your votes to those who are thought of to know What is left to say
It's sickening me when they're raking in They couldn't care less as long as they win It's sickening me when those who have it all Elbows others to get some more It's sickening that they'd rather rape the earth And claim that they're just quenching out thirst It's sickening how we choose to neglect How it all unfolds
A vestigial prophecy Of tomorrows floating orb of debris A faded memory Drained out it monuments The echoes of ashamed lament Of what evolved from silent consent
As a phantom of the past Holding the cast
As the shadow of a lucent moon Burned out light years too soon Benighted we fail to attune This acheronian state, is it our fate Way out of sight Absorbed by night
An endless line Running past the signs Thus condoning the fall of all
Shadow of a lucent moon Burned out light years too soon Benighted we fail to attune This acheronian state, is it our fate Way out of sight Absorbed by night
It's sickening me how we're wearing down What is in our care to hand it on It's sickening me how we fail to see That all of this just ain't meant for you and meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
