Tell me what will become of the youth of today In a culture blind to it's own decay because We're all caught in the big swing of things and The knot's cinched tight by a bunch of little strings. What is happening to us? -We've lost our way This creature of appetite is bound to devour itself one day. We should make a home in the storms eye People come together and survive. Firewall- so quick to turn away But you know it won't forget you Firewall- the heat we dread to face Could be the worlds last refuge... firewall. What will become of the youth of tomorrow In a world where everything's borrowed We oughtta put aside childish things, Have some guts jump into the burning Don't let's turn away from pain revealed We better look at who we are Then reach out from the deep seal. Burn. Come on and burn.