All hope I have bottled
All fame here caused by sick desires
We follow the wrong people
Listen through the lies
You will see the true people
Read between the lines
I see the future crashing down on us
And I'm running as fast as I can
From an unstapled fight between right and wrong
No encouraging words nothing to stop this
mankind will destroy its self from the inside
I keep my hope bottled
Running from inevitable battle
Sick from greif
Haunted from scars
Look what we do to people