These icons tend to manipulate us from within
Observe this disease
Proximity clenching its teeth again
Now I am facing your barricades encased in flames
This could last us a life time with both versions endorsed
We covet all the status quo with the syringes left in our hands
The sun k**ed its child in the name of change
And placed two coins on our eyes
Now drown the captain of your sinking ship
Or make yourself a statistic
Our hearts in their cave leave our chest a silhouette
I am folding space until it fades away like the sun
They cannot face the whites of our eyes