Let fall pretense and distance
Let rage, the failure inside
Left to instinctual forces
As it rides the hours
Take it to the end of a false beginning
What is lost to society
Break into the fortress holding us down
Lost in reality
Make true resistant progress
Against a future to hold
Regress is not in the system
As the hours burn
Break the waves of a force incoming
What is lost to society
Let us out, let us out, let us out!
We must go to the end of our dependence
Light the fire, take the fall
We must go to rid us of our wants now
The state of being on the line
Conditional
This state of being, complicit with the cause
Interdependence broken
Our reality is altered
Through the fault of our own
Our reality is shifting
Conditional
We must go to the end of our dependence
Light the fire, take the fall
We must go to rid us of our wants now
The state of being on the line
We must go to the end
Light the fire
Take the fall
We must go to the end
This state of being conditional
