Silhouettes of evil lives
Have cursed my mind with lies
Evil men with evil minds
Controlling time in time

An urchants net of fear
Has swollen gills of bloody moles
It's power in the money
Made selling every feeling saved

You call it liberation
Making rules to fit your needs
You make your own religion
Filled politics and greed

Your money makes a net
A fiery web to hold you cold
Levels of distortion split
Your neck and rot your soul

Injections of rust, trusting only me
I want to let my mind burn to coal
Unwanted for love, unwanted landmines

Write my broken life in stone
Release you of your pain
You breed my anger everyday
Dress the wound, give time to heal

The price you have to pay
Fallout covers land like snow
Your hands are in the soil
Grasp a root, pull up a tower

Clouds of smoke breathe acid rain, ****
Grade the mountains, open up the sky
Dress the wound and cover up a lie
Write my book in broken stone