The course is set at the start of every day These walls are closing in, I gotta get away Gears keep turning until the mind's a hollow shell There's nothing left of me, they say I've rendered my own hell Though they say, we're digging our own graves The truth is clear and one thing still remains A day will come when all their words decay Let them talk because they'll just fade away Burdens release themselves and trample tragedy It's made its way around, it's now a part of me Truth's hammer's raining down to deal the fatal blow A day of reckoning, we'll watch the theories decompose Their words will burn until they're ashes on the ground We'll fan the flames, we'll watch them all come crashing down We're still here