Rising up above this wickedness

And unfazed by your endless myths

Hands all around reach to slow him down

He's all about this sound



We aren't playing by your rules

We'll never play the fools

So, no, you can't take what's inside of me



All about the sound from way out

He's got the scars just to prove he's "down"

No apologies to confuse his brain

His argument is sustained



He's walking, non-stopping out of the shadows

Sounds of the new-he's got a look in his eye

(that says) There's something more than you're feeding him

He's not afraid to say... No

You're talking, non-stopping echoing voices

But nothing you said made a dent in my head

I'm hearing you fearing him 'cause he's not afraid

He's not about bowing down to what you say



You hate us 'cause we'll never go away

And like some sort of fungus we're growing everyday

And our knuckles aren't dragging so I guess that leaves to say

Our message isn't stopping until you drag us all away



Hear the silent ignorant voices spew:

"You're all a pack of disoriented youth"

He lives to see the day those vices end

But until then I'll send this...



Off to you