Desensitized Gasping for air Fighting for life Reaping a harvest From poisoned soil Stagnant; torn In the name of corrupt ideals Encased in glass Allowed to exist Thriving selfishness
There is blood on our hands From the casualties of our own ignorance
Despite our so called progress History repeats in cycles The body count has become The currency of power
Desensitized We suffocate Gasping for air Encased in glass We suffocate
The days drag on The walls close in Born into fear To die in vain Vessels to carry the pain Living in fear And too weak to fight We're complicit through our apathy
Dying for nothing
Everything will burn In a war of ideals This sickness will be purged
Everything will burn in cleansing fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
