Chained to a fence
Nowhere to go
Follow the crowd
Now feel proud
Roll the tape
Let's take shape
Hung from a tree
Let's be free
Just because you're the majority
Doesn't mean everything you say is right
Living in the blue
How about you?
I'm not afraid to speak
When I look at the weak
Are you cured?
Can you see?
Again you got lured
Will we ever be free?
I guess we're in the red again
Blood streams down the faces of doubt
Separate levels we stand
Consumed by the quicksand
It's just hard to sleep
When the staircase creaks
I'm lost in thought again
This house will fall on me tonight
It's hard to sleep
The staircase creaks
I'm lost in thought again
This house will fall on me tonight
As you attempt to detach yourself
The chains around your legs grow tighter
What's been done may be forgiven
But never forgotten
Succession
These chains are tightening
This is the cause of death
The feeling we all love