With every breath some strive to control With every thought some plot to escape With every fear we fail to hold Small deaths suffered every day
[Pre-chorus:] You try to tamp it down You have to stomp it out They fight, they speak, they will not listen They want to tear it down They want to burn it out You look away and then dismiss them
[Chorus:] What is this that we have done? Empowered the feeble man Eviscerate the morning sun Embrace of the new day to come What is this that we have done? We feast on the ashes of man Obliterate what you've become And wait on the new day to come
Some blame the ones who call the shots Some blame the ones with hands held out We've lost grip on reality And the way we used to be