With empty minds and vacant stares
Our lifeless generation is drawn
Toward the illusions of endless offered bait
The same selective vision
Let boxcars carry millions to their cremation
Inaction masked by pseudo satisfaction
So many lives have burned away
"Another night with nothing to do" is an infection
When anger has no motive and force has no direction
A lack of self control invites every distraction
From the holocausts we'd see and a world in agony
1944 through 1998: children dead at Birkenau
Or Tibetans laid to waste
Excuses become our legacy
Postponing introspection through denial and self rejection
There is no inevitable oppresiion
We are digging our own graves
Afraid of what we feel so our lives remain the same
Uphold the status quo as if there's someone else to blame
Who will cast away our ashes after we've thrown
Ourselves into the flames?
"I can always do it tomorrow"
Well you might as well be dead today
This is my revolution
The epitaph of our collective grave will read that
"work never made us free"
Our strength maintained by never giving in
We have so much to lose so little time left to begin
For even when we're gone
The effects of our legacy will still remain
So we've got to break it
In time alone as the years go by what I feel can't be denied
When tension builds and nothing gets changed
I strive to understand and redefine this rage
And fight for a new legacy
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written by DEDRICK, CHRISTOPHER WARD / DP,
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