Box Lyrics

yeah these metaphors don't tell me who i am.
they classify me in a box and feed me to death.
now i'm dying here in your euphoria.
your soft coercion, i name chains.
i don't need your new age doctrine,
i don't need to shake your hand.
i don't need your pretty pictures,
i don't need your promised land.

you spread your lies,
like rain across the land.
they live your lies, savages.

bring down the name,
of those you follow.
their iron fist (proves) knowledge is hollow.
bring down the name.
i am no hero.
then this is solitude with no tranquillity.
into the mirking waters of lunacy.
was i the best in your selection?
was i the best in your election? ...
my lightning in your scream.

where as one side was blind,
i could always see.
where as one side had sight,
dark in empathy.
so dark in empathy.

the lightning in my hand is clearing my way
and the thunder in my head widens my array.