Burden - Stampede lyrics

Daze me make me numb a doctrine becomes an ideal I hang onto every word you mouth no doubt, no doubt I'm stampeding with the crowd it makes me dull in a way Relieve me from my reason I am collateral to the collective To your wisdom I am worthless no doubt, no doubt I'm stampeding with the crowd it makes me dull in a way I will follow Burn down what I've been before I will follow you Me fellows, my brothers Through the illusion of war Bleeding the soil that we were fighting for