We see maps of distress
As the fires continue to spread
Awaken the crimson light
For all to see
We are the face of arrogance without a voice
In denial of the truth, we had a choice
A wave of fists aimed at all in our sight
There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Viral hysteria, no emotion attached
The thoughts of the culprit etched in glass
For all to see
You will fall to your knees
And breathe in the fire that welcomes the new age
For all to see
Will you wait to be saved
For the taste of desire, this hunger will not set you free
For all to see
Protest, distress, nothing gained in the road to acclaim
Viral hysteria, no emotion attached
The thoughts of the culprit etched in glass
(We will not lose hope)
(We won't give up)
Facing the hell that we made
For all to see
You will fall to your knees
And breathe in the fire that welcomes the new age
For all to see
Will you wait to be saved
For the taste of desire, this hunger will not set you free
Awaken the crimson light
The pulse of existence tears holes in the night
Slaves to greed, resistant to fight
Nowhere to hide
The battle lines that circumscribe, draw closer together
A wind where only flames reside
We are the face of arrogance without a voice
In denial of the truth, we made a choice
For all to see
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