We're tired of letting you breathe
We're sick of making you push
Looking towards Him couldn't be more obsolete
We've been pushed aside and stepped on
Greener grass from the oblivion is forbidden
And regret perishes in the sand
While love lies in the ashes
Rendered deaf and mute since the cradle
But choked until we bark your words
There was never a revolution
Cut-throat genocide may feel the only way out
As resistance has always been futile
And the circle of suffering will go on forever
There is no solution, no
There is no hope, no