Surrounded by infection
Increasing mass forms our nation
Blind hordes create our demise
Succumbed by a worthless living
I'll never follow you into your herded lives
I said I'll never follow you into your unclean world, the dirt and selfish ways
A constant focal point to cloud and find a haze
What you fall is on is a falsehood of how time should pass by
You fall in deeper following one another
Fake
Mindless reason pushed upon widespread volume
Fine line
Invisible exception
A burning sense of misconception
Fly high to forget your demons
Invite them in to be your leader
Sold
Feeling a blurring sense of motion
Forgetting whats important
Your living not just drifting
Insure our forward movement by breaking life's unwritten rules of
how to respect ourselves and nature
Killing our chances of survival
Step by step it's leading us to fade
Burnt
Forced down
A growing infestation
A deadly form of an outbreak poison
Killing our civilization
Raped
A clearing image of what must be done
Our sickening culture is our dying home
A call to judgement on our days will gray
Form a recongition to pave a way for our deliverance
from the unbeaten ways of primal man
A crush of all disease and foreign substance
Free our minds of unnatural thought
Above the fall of man is where I make my stand
It's how I live
It's where I make my stand