Death cults tipping scales in their favor
Weighing souls like golden eggs
Jackal tongues wagging down to their knees
Spreading their lies, spreading disease

I don't want to go
I'm not ready yet
There was so much left to see
I'm not done here, I'm not done here

I'm out of breath
And out of time
Endless hours are drying up
Hatch-marked days on yellowed walls
If I left now, then would I, would I-

I don't want to go
I'm not ready yet
It's not for you to decide
You can't make me, you can't make me

wasted chattel
Dying in the streets
Expendable cogs in the eternal machine

Pushing kids into cages
Keep us all under lock and key
Some in hellish prisons
Others placated comfortably

The mask you've chosen
Is one of charlatan greed
The surface is smooth
But the worms crawl out from underneath

We're all deprived
Born to die
Not fit to survive
I don't want to live
I want to thrive
Don't make me a widow to a future that was never mine

So toll the dead
And cull the herd
The time has come
To end our dream deferred

no, I won't go
I may never be ready, but
It's not you fate to seal
It's not your life to steal
When the world is set to kill us
There is no sigh of relief
When the system is built on lies
It's okay to be afraid to die

I can't breathe
The air is poison
The spores are choking me
Gassed the sky, blocked out the sun
And now I cannot breathe

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