Follower

Time is just a concept
 That made us believe in our destiny
 But if the scriptures have ink to dry
 I'm not believing
 We can always try to go home
 But that doesn't mean the door will open
 It's all about how you follow people in this world
 But I won't follow
 We washed out green shores for leaders
 We carried the words of the wise
 'Til the weight could hold our backs no longer
 We embrace the walls we created
 Grew to love them, even police them
 Don't tell us what we need to hear
 We know the answers will never be heard
 We sealed it all up, will broken bricks and crystal ashes
 Take hold of our senses one at a time
 It's all about how you follow people in this world
 You put your praise into a symbol
 Right before we lost it all
 Beliefs and torture sewn together
 Die sweet prince of the massacre
 For their solution, we bought into excuses
 Burned our rights
 Mass extinction
 Carry me home, as you predicted
 We lost ourselves in the grand scheme of all of it
 Chains and ankles, they march towards the surface
 I took a chance, now my mind is up for sale
 Business of life
 Not my belief
 This life I take
 To my mass grave
 We are what tears ourselves apart
 I'm indebted to the static voice that speaks to me
 I'm indebted to the having, wanting, needing