The Hell We Create

Whoa-oh Whoa-oh Whoa-oh Whoa-oh This is the hell we create They go for the throat and take away everything No mercy for the ones who break their backs Weak conviction, fragile sovereignty No hope, bloodshed Into the fissure Looking for light down a loaded barrel Our ending hours are knocking down our door Running straight into the end, eradication No more reason to pretend that we can save us We're dying casually, poisoned by apathy No one is safe, this is the hell we create We're throwing fuel onto the fire that's cremating the remains Of all dreams that gave us meaning, pulled us through another day Rip the rug out from the people that are hurting just to relish In the screaming, in the carnage, in their undeserved pain The age of hope is slipping away, yeah The roar of silence is deafening Running straight into the end, eradication No more reason to pretend that we can save us We're dying casually, poisoned by apathy No one is safe, this is the hell we create An empty conquest An empty conquest An empty conquest We're burning down at both ends No one is safe (no one is safe) This is the hell we create (this is the hell we create) No one is safe (no one is safe) This is the hell we create (this is the hell we create)