Quick grab your firearms,
our whole perceptions going down.
I'm strapped, fight back.
My own identity, breeds non-fiction that I fear.
To delete my screening.
Hear the riots come,
watch the hate poor from the sky.
It hits like my faith hitting pavement. There is no shelter now, watch the downfall of the storm. The rain taste so stall.
And so, I'll breach these lines. It is the passion of the fight.
You're just a waste of time.
Fuck the reason, you're bringing me down.
See the vultures flock, they know these crisis in our times. It's our decision to fail.
Behind the lifeless sky, to confirm what is in our heads. We find out our weapons are useless. And now the captain reigns, with no distress about the weak. Cause we are the servants for sale. And now I fight this war, the only way I know I can. It's written from bullshit. And so, i'll breach these lines. It is the passion of the fight. You're just a waste of time. Fuck the reason, you're bringing me down. You've lost your innocence as you drag from down below. It's all inside your. Fuck the reason you're bringing me down
Lyrics Submitted by Danny Flandez