With Resistance
Condition Red
Chisel away at these cement shoes Take one step back and blink to cancel out the stare of the masses. Tune out the frequency and the illusions made by thieves in saints clothes. All those popular give into man-made desires. From high hilltops I hear the snap of whips Assassinate the mindset of the mind controlled. You have left my surroundings scorched Before my opinions could be heard You embrace your so-called victories I will ring this bell for those who can ring no longer And for those whose bells are silent
From Letras Mania