Murderers

[Verse 1]

Wander down the city streets, swallowed by the mess

On my way to a place that may not exist

A sense of [?], fragile whispers in the wind

Who [?] gods and kings

[?] throw myself [?]

Dreams of [?] living on in our souls

Who wonder if they ever knew in the back of their minds that no man can get a grip on the sands of time

But how has it changed? We’re still dreamers at heart

Claim to see the light as we stumble in the dark

Terrified of living without leaving a mark

Making all the wrong moves, they say we played our part in something bigger than ourselves

But all we do deny ourselves

[?] happiness, give it all for the [?]

Tame a hand, come draw me to this ever winding path for humanity’s curse and repeat the past

[Verse 2]

Caught in the mix, you pay differences [?]

And those entranced by distractions, lights and flashy cameras

The advice of liberty, famous for the fame as we torch another record [?] big name

Segregating every map, pick your poison from the platter

Red or blue, blue and green, find expression in your anger

And the strength that comes in numbers, underlying comfort

[?] of gatherers and hunters

There are those that stand among us with a purpose to divide

[?] color blind

The illusion of choice give illusion of control

As bolted carbon molds, you ain’t have to follow roles

Stand what doesn’t follow low as the mantra that broadcasted

Never level with control, [?] to pay gangsters

Try to base your ideology, hate us for another

It’s enough of the contempt, bloodshed and grieving mothers

[Verse 3]

Although [?], [?] pariahs

One man’s hero is a demon in the eyes of the righteous

Where [?] is the fighters, lose the truth, obey the mold

I strike [?], they’re like massacres unfold

So we glamorize revolution, living out our fantasies

Projected on the freedom fighters grasping for their right to be

Blissfully wish to be, find what is [?]

[?] reality, when calms fade, then all hope fails

Truthfully the other side is [?]

Wasteland of shag dreams and hollow promises

There are clouds on the horizon

Storms are [?]

Don’t send the death of [?] to the newly autonomous

Freedom doesn’t come [?]

Reform takes more than the strength to [?]

Looking forward to anything, providing it’s comfort

Maybe it’s better to live a lie than got put any effort