Caught in a crossfire of violence and hate
Leaders are born from what remains in the wake
Of social and political unrest
We've got to rise above the ranks of the oppressed
How can we walk with our heads held high?
Run by the system until the day we die
As the machines manipulate our world
Down with the authors of executive control
Independence, Liberty
System of society will no longer succeed
Revolution, Insurgency
We cannot compromise our individuality
There's something in the way
There's something in the way we think
And we don't know
We don't care
No sign of victory is in our sights
But the strength to rise above is in our minds
The towers fall as we wage our war
Against the robots of executive control
Independence, Liberty
Too many leaders, too many clones
Revolution, Insurgency
Too many outcasts, too many fools