Rattlesnake

Grind this decade To move or let it fall To crush the instinct that exists to make us all evolve Earn this message Breathe every syllable This is the moment where your weakness pulls your very soul Clear horizon What we're approaching will impact the fabric of us all Cold arrival Once we have landed there's no turning back or second calls We are the vindicated We are the executors Clear horizon To where we're going, we don't need directions just a soul Cold arrival To hit the ground we're running never ending get involved Grind this decade To reap or let it crash This is the very question that will make us ever last Earn this message Live it in every task To feel it coursing through your nervous system hard and fast We are the vindicated We are the executors We're the masters of our own control (Hey! Hey!) You'll never get it So cut us out and we'll just let it roll You'll never get out You'll never get out Were we ever so young, so dumb so brave? Looking back, hourglass, who knew who'd known? Place a bet it would last, nothing ever set in stone Looking back, hourglass, our truest colours shown Are we even human? How can we not Are we even living while those just rot?