3 Mile Scream Apathy
Gasping for air. A lie
This life's grip on us is closing in on our sense of
reality
You are the prophet, I have been sent here, to warm you
of your demise
We've lose the instruction manual that dictates our
right to live freely
You will thank us tomorrow, for what's been done today
Survival forced us to take control
Grasping us by our throat
But in the end these ruins have left all but peace was
that not the point?
No one will be content with the outcome of our course
of action
You are the prophet, you have been chosen, to come here
and rectify
Without your aid we would all become lost
You will thank us tomorrow
For what's been done today
Survival forced us to take control
Grasping us by our throat
But in the end these ruins have left all but peace was
that not the point?
In this life you would love to believe you're important
but no, we are just primitive biped jumping on the bed
of our futures
Lets take a bow
We are just another carbon copy
Do not walk blinded tonight
The time has come
To rectify
You will thank us tomorrow, For what's been done today
Live your life free
Free
