| [00:34.51] | Under skies of confinement we have been kept. |
| [00:39.17] | Shackled by fear of sins that heaven won't accept but |
| [00:44.35] | we have pumping blood and we have beating hearts and |
| [00:49.23] | we are more than dust under the feet of gods. |
| [00:54.29] | |
| [00:55.11] | No hellfire. No eternal life. No fear. |
| [01:05.80] | No god. We're born of nothing, to nothing we'll return. |
| [01:13.61] | We're not afraid to live, not affraid to die. |
| [01:29.02] | |
| [01:29.96] | I defy a moral standard that makes us amputees. |
| [01:35.39] | Bowing down in servitude. |
| [01:37.77] | Crawling on our knees. |
| [01:40.64] | In the eyes of the obsolete we're all guilty of crimes we never did commit. |
| [01:51.02] | No casting stones, we just walk away. |
| [01:55.84] | This fire needs to burn out. |
| [02:01.52] | Drop the torch and let it die. |
| [02:05.96] | We just walk away and watch it die. |