Pay attention at what is unsaid in a place not ready to hear
They'll repeat the horrors claiming past stories are unclear
Humanity gets cold, the neediest get needier
Humanity gets cold, the greediest get greedier
No choice, no mercy, robbed of their future
Gone before knowing the face of their abuser
We're all fighting for food and gasping for air
The rich! they tell us to calm down and take care
The seeds of intolerance have long been planted
Modern fascism sells intolerance as "refreshingly candid"
Never again we said before, yet we are here
Jobs! Jobs! Jobs! promises the puppeteer
They sell you the illusion of choice and teach you submission
They sell you rebellion and teach you to fake opposition
The weak had their conscious corrupted
And now innocent blood cries for justice
And it still pulls them back
Set on the ashes of millions. A promise is made
She said I will feed those who hunger like me
I will clothe those who think of warmth as unlikely
I will fight the systems that murdered my friends
Those who forced us to see life through misery's lens
She said I will forget this violent moment
I will forget their faces preparing their condolence
The lack of compassion from strangers, I will forgive
And remember kindness from those with little to give
Now she stares at the sky through the cracks in the ceiling
Wondering why no one cares, is hers the only world reeling?
Clouds are getting dark again, survival is an act of defiance
Some guards avoid her eyes, they'll be guilty of compliance
With profits in sight, the world turns a blind eye
She mutters the strength to say to her own life goodbye
The weak had their conscious corrupted
And now innocent blood cries for justice
And she said I hope you hear me, and she said I hope you hear me
Set on the ashes of millions. A promise is made
They sell you the illusion of choice and teach you submission
They sell you rebellion and teach you to fake opposition