Posse Comitatus

Those lies and superstitions Built a wall around your face And we all cried for the nonbelievers Inside a cold and desperate place Left to categorize Defeat in your eyes Delivered in remnants What's left to overthrow? Left to overthrow? Shattered in a thousand pieces Without a fight to call our own Assembled from the outer reaches Conspired to be left alone And when we fire, we strike as one It's not the same as it was before Same as it was before We cut trails into surrender Forged outlets from despair Too cauterized by debased allegiance To summon the resolve to care Too apolitical now To be diverted somehow Divided and distant Too frail for the fight to come For the fight to come Shattered in a thousand pieces Without a fight to call our own Assembled from the outer reaches Conspired to be left alone And when we fire, we strike as one It's not the same as it was before The same as it was before Without the faith to lead Won't find the strength to hold To watch our children bleed Or lie dead and cold We cannot stand by As the blood stains the sky We must not be satisfied We must not be satisfied