There was a time it seemed so long ago 
the world was painted gold 
before the hope began to corrode 
and all the people awoke to the cold 
that they had let the evil grow 

and then came the masses 
we questioned the presence of god 
can anyone hear us? 
these cries, these screams , will these footsteps be our last 

So they let us die the hate behind the smiles- it took them by surprise 
and the silence left us hanging while we lit up like the 4th of July 
if ignorance is peace pretend we didn't say never again 
and let forever belong to the dead 

the time is now 
this chance could be your soul redemption 
or these tombs will bear your denial, deception, and tragedy 
one that you'll help build when you let us burn 
biting off your nails won't heal the scratches on your eyes 

and there is no excuse 
there is no lie big enough to hide behind 
the blinding lights [bad word] the people divided 
what were they waiting for 

our time is now