Текст песни
Myths we have worshipped
lay rotting at our feet
words without context
without content
Father to son
a ghost in every home
things held sacred
tried hard to maintain
Destroy the past
Destroy the past
the foolish see the wise die
the old see the young die
the wise die
the young die
I wanna be a better me
Don't want to be a better me
in bed with the enemy
Dehumanized