The burden of proof is on your head I refuse to be another victim A tool of mechanical annihilation A puppet in the pocket of a dirty system We make our own decisions The burden of proof is on your head Condemn the dead to eternal flame The blind, the weak, so easily led I refute your claim How much longer can you turn a blind eye? Ignoring the signs and praying in vain You look to the sky in search of the truth I refute your claim We are the children of a dying generation Medicated, tranquilized This is the age of sedation I tried to open up your mind And make you take a look around you at the world through my eyes Your life just makes me sick So sick of swallowing your bullsh** Your bullsh** The burden of proof is on your head Condemn the dead to eternal flame The blind, the weak, so easily led I refute your claim How much longer can you turn a blind eye? Ignoring the signs and praying in vain You look to the sky in search of the truth I refute your claim This is the age of sedation This is the age of sedation