Modenhardt

A Light In The Calm Hits The Sky Like A Bomb.

Every Word I Have Left Waits Patiently On A Breath.

To Be Born To The Ears Of The Downcast And The Queer. Each Beat And Inflection Turns The Air Into A Weapon!

And The Chaos, And The Noise, And The Danger Of

A Voice In The Hands Of The Wounded,

Becomes The Bible For The Lucid!

And The Veil Over Your Eyes

Proves That Your Thoughts Are Compromise And Catalized!

You Can\'t Tell Me, Guns Dont Make The Man. While Apathy Is Streaming On Demand!

Modenhardt, You\'re Still So Young. You’ve Always Been Your Mother\'s Son. Quick To Speak, But Slow To Learn. Every Bridge We Build Is Earned.

Son, This Is The Way; Close Your Mouth Unless You\'ve Got Something To Say, Because Words Can Cost A Lot.

But Don\'t Hold Your Tongue, \'Cause When You\'re Right The Truth Can’t Be Undone, And Their Lies,

They Can\'t Become What They Are Not!

In A World Where Every Cog Has Got To Melt To Keep The Pace, And Every Great Idea They Push Has Bullshit On It\'s Face, We\'re Shedding Skin We\'re Shedding Skin!

We’D Do It All Over Again! We\'re Shedding Skin!

And We\'re Tired Of Being Split Into Cages And To Boxes And Told We Should Be Grateful

When Our Fate Is Sealed By Proxy!

Cause We’D Rather Be Despised For Who We Are Than Idolized For What We\'re Not!

  

Shut Your Mouth Unless You\'re Got Some... Shut Your Mouth Unless You\'re Got Some... Shut Your Mouth Unless You\'ve Got Some... Shut Your Mouth Unless You\'ve Got... ...Something To Say!