Condemned by your own creation

Can’t you see that we are being guided to the grave?
Can’t you see that we are marching straight to hell?
These pigs will burn everything we have
Burn our brains
Burn us down
Take a stand

So called sages talk the talk
All I can hear is a lot of lies
We are really pissed off with
This falsehood turning into epidemic
Can’t you see that we are being guided to the grave?
Can’t you see that we are marching straight to hell?
Keep your speech away from our ears

Your rhetoric won't save you from the demise
For we are the plague and we are many
We are your plague
These dirty pigs can't walk the walk
Their speeches are so predictable
Your words of coercion will choke you so ironically
We are the plague
We have no time for more lullabies
Fairy tales just breeds more dormant minds