The burden of proof is on your head
I refuse to be another victim
A tool of mechanical annihilation
A puppet in the pocket of a dirty system
We make our own decisions
The burden of proof is on your head
Condemn the dead to eternal flame
The blind, the weak, so easily led
I refute your claim
How much longer can you turn a blind eye?
Ignoring the signs and praying in vain
You look to the sky in search of the truth
I refute your claim
We are the children of a dying generation
Medicated, tranquilized
This is the age of sedation
I tried to open up your mind
And make you take a look around you at the world through my eyes
Your life just makes me sick
So sick of swallowing your bullsh**
Your bullsh**
The burden of proof is on your head
Condemn the dead to eternal flame
The blind, the weak, so easily led
I refute your claim
How much longer can you turn a blind eye?
Ignoring the signs and praying in vain
You look to the sky in search of the truth
I refute your claim
This is the age of sedation
This is the age of sedation