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