Not quite easy, with how this sits in my hand
I’m laying here draining blood
But I’m tasting only sand
Are you not entitled to the sweat of your own brow
Hope is such a curable affliction
Do you feel free now?
While heaven seems to drown
The sky is falling down on earth
They built the circuitry
Make. Them. Bleed
Will the circle be unbroken?
We can smother out the prophecy
So you believe
We’ll make the founders bleed
We’ll make the founders bleed
Constant timeless eternity
A prophecy we’ll never be (always be)
I’ve got a vision of a crooked soul
A false shepherd here to kill us all
Poor little sister, your faith is torn
It seems that big brother never seemed to care at all
Oh heaven, the bluest skies and purest white
It just so happens your eyes will adjust to the light
Your eyes will adjust to the light
What lives, will die (die, die)
Make. Them. Bleed
(What lives, will die)
(We’ll make them bleed)
While heaven seems to drown
The sky is falling down on earth
They built the circuitry
Make. Them. Bleed
Will the circle be unbroken?
We can smother out the prophecy
So you believe
We’ll make the founders bleed
We’ll make the founders bleed