How, Can You Walk On All The Land They Have Taken?
Bound, To The Underground Where The Beast Has Been Awakened
Broken, To The Sound Of All The Kids Who’ve Been Forgotten
Left For Dead For Being Sick In The Head, They’re All Now Rotten
The Rest Have Fled To A Place Unsaid But Remain Unfed
So Dread Takes Over As My Heart Beats Slower
You Made It Feel Okay For Me To Complain
But We Couldn’t Sustain
My Brain Will Never Be The Same
From Seeing The Wicked Evil Game
The People Think Is The Brink Of All We Are
But For The Pain Some Have Had To Face For You To Regain Your Perfect Grace
You Sit Behind Your Desk
Oblivious To Your Theft
It’s All Gone Now
The World
We Broke
We Dug
Away
Our Hope
