Death Ceremony

The symptoms: deep sleep, apathy, lethargy A syndrome called life – a death ceremony Like slaves, a broken spirit The daily marching beat Oppressed by monotony Vacant stares and emotionless faces We fill the day We fill another Any step aside from the blue print Causes sheer insecurity All the good guys should know Won't keep our efforts low Law and order must fail Autonomy's not for sale As long as our actions speak Reach every corner One wrench removes the rust Will feed the fire in our hearts Anytime, anywhere, feed the fire Anytime, anywhere, feed the fire Here come the sufferers And culprits at the same time No more pity on anyone It's up to us to end this deep sleep We kill the time Well-trained in patience Rising up against this stillness Seems like our very last chance All the good guys should know Won't keep our efforts low Law and order must fail Autonomy's not for sale As long as our actions speak Reach every corner One wrench removes the rust Will feed the fire in our hearts Anytime, anywhere, feed the fire Anytime, anywhere, feed the fire Rage We can't afford this We can't afford to sleep I know there's a breaking point A silent thought that will make us leave Question your actions Defy the corporate game We can only change ourselves And get away from this disease Get away