Rusty and grey Lights decay Derelict houses are rampant Smog covers the air as a pall Stagnation in front of us all Atmosphere of fear Visibly subordinate ma** No resistance at all Just people obeying their call Notably vague vision In the eyes of the folk Was I the same before the realization Praise reign Woe as our mandatory load Leads into alienation The barren souls are crushed into the ground Their dreams were never true Atmosphere of fear Visibly subordinate ma** Constantly observed area I must flee from here Rusty and grey is the new day In the eyes of the folk Was I the same before A travesty of man Our dreams were never true They were never true