I can't take any more of this
Like a cauldron ready to blow
In the end there will be nothing left
No life and soul to grow
Every day's the same like the morning piss
Seems that time has stopped and depression hits
All we've built is just broken bits
Where's our passion, where's our rage
Seems that time has stopped and depression hits
All we've built is just broken bits
No destination, no sign of future
The chains that hold us are made of gold
Indoctrination and propaganda
The news are breaking and we are sold
Breaking down is a step away
Inspiration and thought are in decay
Society's burning every day
We need to rise there's no other way
The stream moves on and so must we
We plant the seed we get the tree
No destination, no sign of future
The chains that hold us are made of gold
Indoctrination and propaganda
The news are breaking and we are sold
Let's arm ourselves with fire
And get ready for impact