(Vinyl
crackle,
distant
sirens)
Yeah.
Just
listen
to
the
silence
between
the
chaos.
It’
s
a
heavy
weight,
man.
For
every
soul
caught
in
the
crossfire.
Let’
s
speak
on
it.
The
sky’
s
turning
a
shade
of
charcoal
gray
Another
missile
trajectory,
turning
night
into
day
Innocent
blood
painting
the
pavement,
no
escape
for
the
meek
While
the
suits
in
the
towers
play
a
game
of
hide
and
seek
Children
crying
in
the
rubble,
empty
bowls,
sunken
eyes
They’
re
fed
on
rationed
dust
and
the
echoes
of
government
lies
Poverty
is
rising
like
the
tide
against
a
crumbling
pier
The
price
of
bread
is
climbing,
fueled
by
the
currency
of
fear
We’
re
walking
on
a
tightrope,
beneath
us
only
the
abyss
Another
generation
lost
to
the
shadow
of
a
cold,
metallic
kiss
Leaders
drawing
borders
with
a
pen
dipped
in
gall
Watching
the
empire
crumble
while
the
hungry
spirits
fall.
Oh,
the
world
is
running
late,
can’
t
you
hear
the
clock
tick?
The
foundation
is
rotten
and
the
air
is
getting
thick
Refugees
in
the
water,
drowning
in
a
sea
of
pain
While
the
rich
build
their
fortresses
to
hide
from
the
rain
We
need
justice,
we
need
peace,
we
need
to
break
the
chain
Before
the
history
we’
re
writing
is
washed
away
in
the
drain.
The
climate’
s
catching
fire,
rivers
turning
into
sand
Nature
screaming
back
at
us,
reclaiming
the
stolen
land
Terror
in
the
alleyways,
mother
searching
for
her
son
Asking
the
stars
why
the
battle
had
to
be
won
It’
s
a
cycle
of
addiction,
drugs,
crime,
and
the
hate
Sealed
in
a
manifesto,
locked
behind
a
rusted
gate
Broken
homes,
shattered
dreams,
scattered
in
the
street
We’
re
marching
to
a
tempo
that’
s
impossible
to
beat
Nuclear
threats
looming,
shadow
over
every
hearth
They’
re
gambling
with
the
pulse
of
this
weary,
dying
earth
Truth
is
buried
under
layers
of
manufactured
news
And
we’
re
the
ones
paying
the
interest
on
the
debt
they
choose.
Oh,
the
world
is
running
late,
can’
t
you
hear
the
clock
tick?
The
foundation
is
rotten
and
the
air
is
getting
thick
Refugees
in
the
water,
drowning
in
a
sea
of
pain
While
the
rich
build
their
fortresses
to
hide
from
the
rain
We
need
justice,
we
need
peace,
we
need
to
break
the
chain
Before
the
history
we’
re
writing
is
washed
away
in
the
drain.
Humanity
in
chains,
a
hostage
to
the
greed
Ignoring
the
desperate,
planting
a
poisonous
seed
If
we
don’
t
find
the
light,
if
we
don’
t
mend
the
floor
We’
re
just
ghosts
knocking
on
a
dead
man’
s
door
A
world
built
on
suffering
is
destined
to
collapse
Caught
in
the
mechanism,
caught
in
the
steel
traps.
So
look
into
the
mirror,
what
do
you
really
see?
Are
you
part
of
the
lock
or
are
you
holding
the
key?
The
sacrifice
is
heavy,
the
tally
is
getting
long
Maybe
it’
s
time
we
rewrite
the
words
to
this
song
No
more
silence,
no
more
nodding
while
the
structure
breaks
We’
re
counting
all
the
losses,
we’
re
counting
all
the
aches
Peace
isn’
t
a
concept,
it’
s
a
choice
we
have
to
make
Before
the
final
fault
line
starts
to
rumble
and
shake.
Oh,
the
world
is
running
late,
can’
t
you
hear
the
clock
tick?
The
foundation
is
rotten
and
the
air
is
getting
thick
Refugees
in
the
water,
drowning
in
a
sea
of
pain
While
the
rich
build
their
fortresses
to
hide
from
the
rain
We
need
justice,
we
need
peace,
we
need
to
break
the
chain
Before
the
history
we’
re
writing
is
washed
away
in
the
drain.
Yeah.
Just
breathe
it
in.
The
weight
of
it
all.
Destined
to
fall.
Unless
we
wake
up. (
Dusty
loop
fades
out
with
vinyl
crackle)