Broken heroes 
in a corroded past
Worship what is hollow and cheap
Sand falls through gaps 
in unmarked hands
Drown in the promises 
that you didn't keep

All the fools who followed like vermin down the holes
Couldn't kill the dream held deep within our souls
And as those cowards tumble
I sing a song of faith
To this vision I'm devoted
from the cradle to the grave

Your plastic lives of idiots
a world of mindless trends
Where no ones held accountable for their words
or the lies that they defend
It's your life it's your choice
to hock your gems for rocks and dust
And I can't blame you for your utter weakness
But you can't blame me for my disgust