killers arent born, they are made
and i hate the way this society is shaping
left alone in this place to die
dehydrated and a thirst for the sky
nobody knows which way to go or who to hold
you knew it all along and i was the one who told you so
but ignore the warning, flee from reason
accept the present, from day by day season
can we be pleaded innocent for this treason?

you'll never know which way to go
you'll never know just who to hold
follow the depts of time
trying to figure out my place in line
but a plangent wave is heading our way
reach for the sky

your moment of gold has rusted
spent too much time in mediocrity
forgive the cause with admonition
smite hate with a solid reason
leave these streets that shine so bright
you cant hold time haustage with blinded sight
these are the stages of evolution's parasite
but the truth will be heard just like a box of dynamite

you'll never know which way to go
you'll never know just who to hold
follow the depts of time
doing the best to stay in line
but a plangent wave is heading our way
reach for the sky

blow it all up
burn it all down
BOX OF DYNAMITE
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