Sympton to a Cure

Waves of lies crashing against the hordes of remaining sanity
Stabbing the back of the common sense
Hiding the facts of the imminent truth
Truth is, we are allready infected
The chain is heavy and the burden venomous

This broken world has no place for dreamers anymore
No place for free will, nor ideals of perfection
We're told to believe and to have faith...
While the rope is burnt right in front of our sight
And we hang along with the rest of the trash

The envenomed thoughts, we bare them
The rotten hopes, we share them
The laws in our mind, we wear them
And the putrefaction in our hearts...
It's just something we've learnt to live with

They said they found a cure for our symptom
The symptom of the mindless heart
Of the ones that fly with no wings
They say it's a cure
We know it's not
Encapsuled Execution

Go on... Don't swallow the pill...
You're in a cage anyway

Burn down your reality, rise from the embers
We are to blame for our wings been cut
We are the reasons of our gates been shut
The road is there, but we chose not to follow it
We are the ones who blind the lights

Feel the pounding, the time has come
The poison will be extracted, like a bullet from a wound
And the bind broken, like a dead branch
The detoxification won't wait another dawn
Feel the raging sound of perfect harmony

Bite the hand that feeds?
We call it justice