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All our fathers backs are broken, And our prophets are insane, There is no one left to guide us, No catalyst for change. We are too young to know better, But frailty comes with age, So we run towards armageddon, While our legs still have the strength. And like a blind hammer, That destroys what it cant see, Tear down the walls of progress, And spit on our ancestry. Indiscriminate, And full of empty rage, Gunning down the fields of fear, Were unable to assuage. All our best days are behind us, And the paths strewn with debris, That well sweep beneath the carpet, Where no one else will see. We live beneath the specter, Of an omnipresent doom, We know for sure its coming, Its just a question of how soon. (chorus) The world has changed around us, And our visions grown opaque, We believe we have the answers, But never learn from our mistakes. Theres a gift that sits before us, But its barely out of reach, So we turn our backs and walk away, And sing our souls to sleep. https://youtube/watch?v=ddhKNz3pd5A
Posted on: Wed, 25 Jun 2014 07:49:38 +0000

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