They feast their eyes on my defeat As i am brought down to my knees In front of my own family They scream and shout and cheers unleash. I'm standing starring at the sun Then in the barrel of a gun. One shot goes of, slow motion is on This is my time i'm coming home. And i am not afraid My despair has vanished And turned into liberation The liberation of the madness That's consumed by hate The aspiration of the broken Abomination born by fear A claustrophobic blind emotion Interacting with their empathy All the misanthropy in this world Why can't we live without? Is it just how we are programmed? Or did it come with time? Was it greed? Was it power? Or in this final hour A switch turning on Just the urge to survive. Standing at the edge of the world And nothing that we do will change our path straight to the ground Standing at the edge Falling to the ground We're paralyzed This is no way to die Our way of life Became a sinking ship We need to turn Back the tide On the nearest port ahead Our instincts to survive We're standing at the edge Falling to the ground Were paralyzed This is no way to die