Voyage of Men

We have arrived, we have come, to steal your bloated hearts
Your little minds and your children, the clones of your facade

You know they're going to follow in your footsteps to tomorrow
They're going to make the same
Mistakes as you and leave the world as hollow
I'm just a poor man, a no man, I'm homeless and dreamless
A poor man, I'm heartless and scheme-less... meaningless

Why must we be shackled to the sins of the past?
Prisoners all of us, until the very last

We have arrived, we have come, to steal your bloated hearts
Your little minds and your children, the clones of your facade
So follow us, to the end, to the disaster around the bend
It's close, it's near, it's imminent destruction

We know you like to imprint on your children to their detriment
You want to push your propaganda into a pliant fertile mind
I'm just a poor boy. I'm lonely
There's nothing left for me in this cold world
My weak heart is breaking

Why should we be shadows to the ones that came before?
A shallow, shambling people herd

Hollow to the core

We have arrived, we have come, to steal your bloated hearts
Your little minds and your children, the clones of your facade
So follow us, to the end, to the disaster around the bend
It's close, it's near, it's imminent destruction

Will we ever reach the lofty heights, the aspirations
The pinnacle of what we should be?
Have I failed you brothers and sisters?
I think I've let you down so I ask of thee
Forgive me brother, forgive me sister
Will you follow me again

No!

We have arrived, we have come, to steal your bloated hearts
Your little minds and your children, the clones of your facade
So follow us, to the end, to the disaster around the bend
It's close, it's near, it's imminent destruction



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