more cameras than eyes, they're on to us, the clouds, the rain    can't protect us. homage to our beauty, builders of concrete who    wounded the earth. I'm mining out the truth and every strike tires    me more, hard to breath one hundred feet underground. lungs full of    their wasted breath. every word i hear is hurting the truth and    their lies sedate the airwaves. it's time to change the fucking    frequency.