Born without a chance of success. They've led you into a path of numbness. Torn away from the power to direct what you think and what you feel, With our backs to the wall we've Sent you into a cloud of mind sickness. Destroying the earth in the name of your god. We suffer for your mistakes. Stuck in a crime filled hive, justified by a lie lost in time. What type of person does it take to discard their own humanity? You're spineless. Abiding by the outdated rules forced on us. I can't give up, And I won't sit back as a full Civilisation reduces their own people to ash and dust. I won't stand by, condemning the children to die. Too long I've watched you tear their hopes away. You are but a plague, inflicting pain and suffering. I long for a day when we are moral and just, But some presence of mind will tell you - that day will never come. Ah, but our time is almost up. If we were to rectify our mistakes, The chance has passed and long since gone.