Empire
The reflection in the mirror's never been clearer
(Pretend I care, act so aware)
Contradiction and fiction the empire I live in
(Built by oppressed, proclaimed as blessed)
You see the price of our dream was killing, raping, and screaming
But I came to terms because I don't have to see it
And still there are fools who just refuse to believe that
There's blood on your hands, on my hands, are we damned?
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given Paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
Introspection and fear of my faults still adhered to
(Yet play the saint, virtue unstained)
How I care for deliver my brothers and sisters
Altars remain in Mammon's name
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given Paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
A wish, a dream, we'd do anything
Slaughter the innocent
Tune out their screams to achieve the means
To spread our disease
Surrounded by suffering, living like kings
Pick through the bones of the dead
Craft the gold teeth to a crown on our head
And spit out the bile
Pick through the bones
Kings of a fucking ant pile
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
Wanna give instead of taking
Wanna sacrifice for a better world waiting
Absolution, hand in hand with change
We are not the fucking same
(Pretend I care, act so aware)
Contradiction and fiction the empire I live in
(Built by oppressed, proclaimed as blessed)
You see the price of our dream was killing, raping, and screaming
But I came to terms because I don't have to see it
And still there are fools who just refuse to believe that
There's blood on your hands, on my hands, are we damned?
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given Paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
Introspection and fear of my faults still adhered to
(Yet play the saint, virtue unstained)
How I care for deliver my brothers and sisters
Altars remain in Mammon's name
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given Paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
A wish, a dream, we'd do anything
Slaughter the innocent
Tune out their screams to achieve the means
To spread our disease
Surrounded by suffering, living like kings
Pick through the bones of the dead
Craft the gold teeth to a crown on our head
And spit out the bile
Pick through the bones
Kings of a fucking ant pile
I am part of sickness, unmistaken given paradise
Wanted more for the taking
Am I guilty as the ones I blame?
Are we all the fucking same?
Wanna give instead of taking
Wanna sacrifice for a better world waiting
Absolution, hand in hand with change
We are not the fucking same
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Writer(s): Joseph Mabry, Scott Fisher
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