We tried to fall in line
Tried but it's like running on a wheel

What is a gun to a knife?
What does it take to make you feel their limit?
Your willingness to survive?
What have you ever sacrificed?

Blinded by heaven's light
Cancerous life behind bulletproof windows
Are you follower or advocate?
Are you a servant or a bearer?

Your dreams are fertilizing a new world
Your mere purpose is to replicate

Tried to fall in line
Tired of winning in a rat race
What is a rifle to the head
But a worthy secrifice?

Proclaim the essence
The willingness to survive
An archetype for a means to an end
Never become their waste

Outlive the cancer
Pray to their towers
This world is built on your own blood
But you've decided to sleep in your box

Built on your blood
Built on your blood

Every nail you bite
Every mourning soul
Every bitter loss
Built on your blood