The land of those consumed by will control
Is forsaken by an heir's rules only he has grown
Can't run for fear that I'll be up for show
Treason is believing there's a reason we are born at all
Suppressed, my ankles bear the group's movement
The stare of scopes that watch us everywhere
Unknown why I've been chosen to endure
Hunter, torture, prison vultures, and a shattered human core
Work till the end, rarely being fed
The walls of this cell, outline a generational hell
Pulled from on the fields
Questioned on who revealed the otherworldly mysteries
With gun held to my back
I'm hoisted on this rack
Revolving fire, payment for treachery
Peeling skin seared, steaming my tears
Cannot convince them to put me out of
This hellish agony
I have done no wrong, boiling my abdomen
The burning spear has opened a portal to my insides
I pray the end is near
Finally, tossed into the night
Innocent, born, internment, sworn, human rights
Gone, malnourished, swarm, defector, born, rejection
Sworn, lesser man, wrong
Escape tonight and leave this
Modern holocaustic cage of sick reign
Alone I walk for miles
A toxic cloud of doubt won't taint the air I freely breathe at last
What becomes of my life
Cannot understand the paper they trade
The ease at which they get food
Hard to believe, I can hardly conceive of the possibilities
I am the harsh reality bypassing global eyes
Millions suffer; hundreds of thousands die
End all those responsible; destroy the leader's lies
Then comes the test for all the rest to learn this earth
Survivor. Harbinger.
Survivor. Harbinger.
Is forsaken by an heir's rules only he has grown
Can't run for fear that I'll be up for show
Treason is believing there's a reason we are born at all
Suppressed, my ankles bear the group's movement
The stare of scopes that watch us everywhere
Unknown why I've been chosen to endure
Hunter, torture, prison vultures, and a shattered human core
Work till the end, rarely being fed
The walls of this cell, outline a generational hell
Pulled from on the fields
Questioned on who revealed the otherworldly mysteries
With gun held to my back
I'm hoisted on this rack
Revolving fire, payment for treachery
Peeling skin seared, steaming my tears
Cannot convince them to put me out of
This hellish agony
I have done no wrong, boiling my abdomen
The burning spear has opened a portal to my insides
I pray the end is near
Finally, tossed into the night
Innocent, born, internment, sworn, human rights
Gone, malnourished, swarm, defector, born, rejection
Sworn, lesser man, wrong
Escape tonight and leave this
Modern holocaustic cage of sick reign
Alone I walk for miles
A toxic cloud of doubt won't taint the air I freely breathe at last
What becomes of my life
Cannot understand the paper they trade
The ease at which they get food
Hard to believe, I can hardly conceive of the possibilities
I am the harsh reality bypassing global eyes
Millions suffer; hundreds of thousands die
End all those responsible; destroy the leader's lies
Then comes the test for all the rest to learn this earth
Survivor. Harbinger.
Survivor. Harbinger.