Just the sound of whats become
Of the man whos on the run
Wheres the time, whats the rush
Keep yourself, save your breath
Shut your mouth or just play dead
This pride is yours and yours alone
Youre way too late for my devastation
Youre all to blame for my desperation
Curse the one who loves himself
The only one who ever cared
We demonize the real unkown
Ask myself should I believe
Or stay caught up in your deceit
The choice to make is ours no more
No more no more no more no more
Youre way too late for my devastation
Youre all to blame for my desperation
The sick, the coarse, the frail, the weak
The ones who kill you while you sleep
Stricken down, the ones you found
The hand that lifts you straight for men
(Theyre all the same to me)
(Theyre all the same to me)
Theyre all the same
Were all the same
Were all the same
Youre way too late for my devastation
Youre all to blame for my desperation
Youre way too late for my devastation
Youre all right here for my last parade