First steps taken on broken legs, we have been bred in weakness

Manufactured to expire, incompatible with the system
Produced in excess to be, replaced, recycled, redefined, resurrected

Unlike the phoenix, but as zombies, slaves to an ageing construct
Weathered by the consistent growth of those who have had the veil lifted

Choirs of voiceless vagabonds, the silent sons of jealous kings Heirs to a fools gold
Promises of fortune and fame, invested in impressionable moulds

A constant war, to prove our worth

We've built bridges, we've built castles, Still we have nothing to call our own
We've built bridges, we've built castles, But we have nothing to show for it

The revolution has begun, These soldiers march for no one