To a dead generation To an over zealous few There's no piss Running through your veins you all see right through This red, white, and green An attempt to rape what once was free Still we follow blindly, into a grand hypocrisy Where is your voice? Where is your fire? Content to stay the same We've lost all desire Where is our marquee? our bright lights? Day in, day out, we're still invisible Find the strength to burn your torch Stay awake. stay the course It's all just begun We'll all spill scarlet the same Only we'll not stand and cower I stand and pledge allegiance to a myriad of lies