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.