Because he who has nothing's Got nothing to lose I'm the lit signal flare Pushed off the edge I got nothing to lose Behind the drawn curtains Behind the charade Someone is lurking I hear them sharpening blades The hour's upon us To meet with our fate Rise up all ye servants Break the monster you made What we see What we see What we see Is just the tip of the iceberg Don't ever think We'll be the receivers Get the facts straight We are the givers Who never question But give to the keepers Yes, by god We are the pleasers I end my life without fear Cause he who has nothing's Got nothing to lose I'm the lit signal flare Pushed off the edge I got nothing to lose What we see What we see What we see Is just the tip of the iceberg