Future Testimony

We trampled, the flowers, in a garden of delight
We seem, hell bent, on attaining eternal light
Poison, the air, desecrate the land
Turn pastures green, to barren wasteland

Each avenue, of perversity, must be explored
Scapegoat, must be found, for the screaming hoards
I guess, we'll get, what we deserve
Whichever, king, we obey and serve

We are the vehicles, we are the portals
We are the battleground, we are immortal

We are the vehicles, we are the portals
We are the battleground, we are immortal

We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future
We are the future, we are the future

Who'll be the tutor? For the future, for the future, for the future
Who'll be the tutor? who'll be the tutor?, who'll be the tutor?...

For the future
For the future



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Sargent
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