Here's to the mindless
Vacant and spineless
Forever hollow, they follow and feign
Cheers to our leaders
Slick elevated zeros
Packaged and plastic, they dance for the herd
Here's to your boxes
Your paradoxes
Grasping at freedom, you buy a shiny cage
Here's to religion
A world built upon exclusion
Scarred by illusion, you'll always obey
And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry
Here's to your progress
A mask on avarice
Here's to you conscience, a weathered cliche
And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry