These four walls around us
No way to break away
Fallen angles surround us
Awaiting our judgment day
This is not what the fathers intended
This was not meant to be
Our hopes lie in the hands of those
That hold the poor man's key
If this is the so called “freedom”
Then why'd we cross the sea
If this is the so called “right way”
Theres no future to be seen
Trapped in a state to please the masses
Waisting the light of each day
Burning our threads to ashes
Hasn't this gotten carried away
This is not what the fathers intended
This was not meant to be
Our hopes lie in the hands of those
That hold the poor man's key
If this is the so called “freedom”
Then why'd we cross the sea
If this is the so called “right way”
Theres no future to be seen