We follow, we follow until it’s our turn to die
We’re slowly marching to our suicide
instead of living tell me what to do
instead of dreaming let me die for you
If I could see the darkness in the minds
And their tainted eyes, I'd make it right
We're marching, we’re marching to the beat of genocide
We're killing at the whims and tides
Of a nation fractured at the seams
Breaking apart for the world to see
Break free from controlled reality
And fight your way from this
To get away from it
I'm losing my mind have I lost my sight
If this quicksand has gone over my eyes
How can I see anything
We're shadows, we're shadows in the current enterprise
Of institutions made to control your lives
We’re inside breeding, concocting all the lies that we use
To control your minds
Break free from controlled reality
And find your way from this
To get away from it
I'm losing my mind have I lost my sight
If this quicksand has gone over my eyes
How can I see anything
But I cannot find a better way
From all the better things
That you give to me
Oh no, not I
Could not find a better way
From all the better things
That you give to me
If I could see the darkness in the minds and their tainted eyes, I’d make it right
We’re slowly marching to our suicide
instead of living tell me what to do
instead of dreaming let me die for you
If I could see the darkness in the minds
And their tainted eyes, I'd make it right
We're marching, we’re marching to the beat of genocide
We're killing at the whims and tides
Of a nation fractured at the seams
Breaking apart for the world to see
Break free from controlled reality
And fight your way from this
To get away from it
I'm losing my mind have I lost my sight
If this quicksand has gone over my eyes
How can I see anything
We're shadows, we're shadows in the current enterprise
Of institutions made to control your lives
We’re inside breeding, concocting all the lies that we use
To control your minds
Break free from controlled reality
And find your way from this
To get away from it
I'm losing my mind have I lost my sight
If this quicksand has gone over my eyes
How can I see anything
But I cannot find a better way
From all the better things
That you give to me
Oh no, not I
Could not find a better way
From all the better things
That you give to me
If I could see the darkness in the minds and their tainted eyes, I’d make it right
