Here's to the mindless
Vacant and spineless
Forever hollow, they follow and feign

Cheers to our leaders
Slick elevated zeros
Packaged and plastic, they dance for the herd

Here's to your boxes
Your paradoxes
Grasping at freedom, you buy a shiny cage

Here's to religion
A world built upon exclusion
Scarred by illusion, you'll always obey

And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry

Here's to your progress
A mask on avarice
Here's to you conscience, a weathered cliche

And as I walk through the filthy streets
Where all I loved has died
I'll raise my voice here into the sky
Now hear my War Cry