Lyric

Eyes downcast on this sickened world

Serpents in suits order blood on the streets

Their victims are yours, you’ll forfeit the blame

Denying the truth, this plague’s in your name

A crown of thorns is buried deep

On a sacrifice that bleeds for days

Watching on, refuse to weep

Blood on your hands and death at your feet

I’ll raise my hands, tear down their walls

They can’t take this from me

With these fists, I’ll unleash a storm

They can’t take this from me

And I can’t wait for the very last bastard to break

Self-conscious nothing