Enslaved to a greed and we can't bear to look around

Shackled to an empty goal, a dream that's impossible to live

Chained and despised, they'll placate a few to condemn us all

The gold is heavy at the top, borne on the backs of those already weak

Pride, I am the most beautiful and strong of them all

Rise far beyond gods before I begin to tumble, to fall

A power rising from within a man can eat at the castle walls

Voices call up, peace slapped down, so begins the brawl

We own nothing that can resist the eternal decay

*&%^ed up and &fuck@ed over to a twisted parallel

A reality of possessions leave us empty

Heads in the sand as we grind through another day

Pride, I am the most beautiful and strong of them all

Rise far beyond gods before I begin to tumble, to fall

A power rising from within a man can eat at the castle walls

Voices call up, peace slapped down, so begins the brawl

Revolution is not an ideal to the weak

As the backs are broken at last and the future's bleak

Where is a man's right to rise above the tower

Where is a man's hand in the spheres of power

Pride, I am the most beautiful and strong of them all

Rise far beyond gods before I begin to tumble, to fall

A power rising from within a man can eat at the castle walls

Voices call up, peace slapped down, so begins the brawl

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