Beheaded
In the never ending circle where the powerless meet
Grows a struggle from the burden of sustaining defeat
In the face of every coward lies the blindest of hate
In the eyes a sharpened image of the damage they made
You look at me to bear the burden of the suffering past
Wasn't me behind the veil of a heartless mask
Where were you the day that everybody cursed your name?
You were the distant voice of pride that never stood the shame
The weak of the mind will use fist
And the fist of the frail will bring gun
The loudest of guns provoke bombs
And in the wrath he will chase until it's done
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Within the mind of modern culture there's an idle cog
It's the section of humanity that never forgot
And in the midst of moving forward we have given the right
The wolves attack the sheep and bury the guilt inside
I won't forget the twisted picture of the filth you were
Or disregard the the faded voices of the people we hurt
But I never was pulling triggers or disregarding your face
Look at me to give the reason for the pain you trace
The weak of the mind will use fist
And the fist of the frail will bring gun
The loudest of guns provoke bombs
And in the wrath he will chase until it's done
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Your sickness will remain
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Grows a struggle from the burden of sustaining defeat
In the face of every coward lies the blindest of hate
In the eyes a sharpened image of the damage they made
You look at me to bear the burden of the suffering past
Wasn't me behind the veil of a heartless mask
Where were you the day that everybody cursed your name?
You were the distant voice of pride that never stood the shame
The weak of the mind will use fist
And the fist of the frail will bring gun
The loudest of guns provoke bombs
And in the wrath he will chase until it's done
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Within the mind of modern culture there's an idle cog
It's the section of humanity that never forgot
And in the midst of moving forward we have given the right
The wolves attack the sheep and bury the guilt inside
I won't forget the twisted picture of the filth you were
Or disregard the the faded voices of the people we hurt
But I never was pulling triggers or disregarding your face
Look at me to give the reason for the pain you trace
The weak of the mind will use fist
And the fist of the frail will bring gun
The loudest of guns provoke bombs
And in the wrath he will chase until it's done
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your history is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
Your philosophy is dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Reflections will remain
The scars outlive the pain
Your sickness will remain
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
Dead, dead wrong, dead, dead wrong
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Writer(s): Ryan Clark, Don Clark
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