No
In the end we all suffer from the same things and endure
Bottled inside it stays hidden, and obscure
Veiled eyes hide the common ground we have to find
A struggle shared but it's hardly realized
Alienation has become our only truth
Methods of control keep us from finding our sooth
Cogs in the machine; benefit the few
We are the many, your world dies with you
Cogs in the machine; benefit the few
We are not the same, your world dies with you
Your world dies with you and we will build anew
Dance amongst the ruin
Of their own undoing
Smile while they are choking
On their lies and scapegoating
Ashes from fires of our every insurrection
Will become the pillars of a lasting revolution
We leave you rotting inside of your own perdition
You will know us by the wrath of our sedition
Ashes from fires of our every insurrection
Will become the pillars of a lasting revolution
We leave you rotting inside of your own perdition
You will know us by the wrath of our sedition
Break through walls built to dominate
Crumble towers of restraint
Free minds, free lives. Freed to create
Oh