In your city built with concrete and lies. We have    slaved away so lifeless. With every breath a    compromise. So sickened by your process and our pain.    Plague by the fear of a tomorrow, another day in vein,    we can throw all this away. Trading our sorrow for    sin. We can throw all this away.    For too long we have starred. For too long we have    fucking stayed so blind to every instinct as you paved    the way. So tomorrow we will take back every year you    stole from us, and every night silently desperate and    hopeless. Every dream never realized, and every tear    shed from these eyes.    We will sin and you will suffer. We will set fire to    your machines.    We will put life back into hearts and you will suffer.    We will run life through our veins and you will    suffer.    Passion will be found in time, and your world will    fall behind us. Under your dark polluted skies, we may    live as the damned.    But our essence and soul and freedom will unfold. And    only in death shall we see the end.    For as long as the light of the sun still dances    across every sea. We will know there is something to    live and die for, and we will know every breath to be    free.