cold hands reach out touch my own this is my decision, to make this move and when it gets dark i see the two they wink and they leak and they speak the truth
sometimes they're blue, sometimes they're brown but with that glow, but always with that glow
i speak all soft, so no one can hear i speak of things, that no one will here
and then i move off when the blood in rushing straight into my head i move off time stands still for a while i move off where is my swollen pride? i know what i want, i want what's there i want what's inside
starting off with an endless greed no stopping them with their machines they suck us in, there's no esacpe from the sickness, they are the plague
and me, i am the breeze that follows and me, i will not see the wind blow
never will i become that fake watch where you walk and believe in truth there are enough empty souls here no need for more. they live the lie
i see the pictures inside of me that come into my eyes and i say what is done with all this pain that i see? because i don't want what i see take it away from my sight and leave me be
withstand all the harsh words that could not be left they will not stop here, no remorse from them they have no real heart, death cannot touch them buying what's for sale. buying themselves
we stand looking inside this mess not knowing what it is that comes tomorrow we shall stand we will fight against this injustice we will voice our thoughts we will choose what we want
a day of death we watched in shock as things rolled on we watched them walk
there is no justice here
no justice for the two calling us to make our move we lit our burning candles in silent rebuke
when they come, it'll all be gone when they come, it'll all be gone
all mountains bare. there's nothing left what about the future? "too far ahead"
so don't talk loud and don't speak up what about the past? "let's just forget"
don't look back, stand still don't let them hear your breath
finding an exit from this suicide we will not become what they are now
what will we see when we grow up and breath the filth we don't want your garbage, don't hand it down
the silence that will come from all the deaths we see it cannot be repaired because there's nothing left
don't stop this fight we will not lose
you're thinking i don't care but it hurts to see the blood on the leaves cut down all for show this moment, they want us silenced forever but i'd be wasted if i looked down now
