Engraved into the minds
A counterfeit scene consumed by its greed
We orchestrate this poem
A composition of complexity

Listen to me
The massive design of falsehood's ignorance
Look at the truth
The people consumed with nothing's emptiness
We're heaven sent
To salvage what's left of insignificance
No recompense
Simplicity's fault in the end

Time will come to get even
Watch those who falsify in vain
Self-righteous without reason
Now watch them cause themselves to fade

The aptitude
Of musicianship has grown to become void
A master of talent, treasured, now ignored
So what happened?
The ravenous gluttony of those we scorn
We'll take it back
Make sure that it never returns

Worn out by
When mediocrity has run its course we'll be there to defend
And from the depths we’ll stand above, alone

Lyrics submitted by TheVictimOf

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