We're all flakes of a son where at least we shine down and put out rays of light
there's not a thing that we're after this time around till we figure out the game and put ourselves in our place
you'll learn this world is disaster and we don't care we're all in it for profit, ignore despair
our lights shine down, we have no regrets, and we'll tear this place apart to our benefit
the watcher looks upon us, as drones are ready to follow we'll set the stage we'll tear the walls down for glorious tomorrow
as the 99 we must stomp out fate they hide us with their lessons and rule us fake understand that this moment's never closer
we are beholders, the shoulders, strong minded molders in a shared demise, so open your eyes, dont waste your life
my eyes wont stop burning for the ones who have fallen, the chariot awaits beat by an era of schemes, we're the ones whodropped them to their knees who knows just what we'll find, they're but the hardest who knows just what we'll find, they're but the hardest to bind let's teach them life and then resuscitate
go make them wonder we'll make the future necessities arent too hard to come by just make a stage and then we'll handle the rest our backstabbing might be for the best
we are beholders, the shoulders, strong minded molders in a shared demise, so open your eyes, dont say goodnight