The Recycle

burn it all down, this nation that you built
you keep us on the ground when drowning in your guilt
if guilt you have at all
take it all down, while spinning in the grave
our ancestors unholy, will power we do crave
and we crave everything

the people (the people)
the civilians
we're marching forward into
we're marching forward into
madness (madness)
surveilance
we're marching ourselves into
we're marching ourselves into

try to remain with the ones that make it through
but we pull ourselves down withe the choices we use
and it's all just a game in your eyes
to ignore the civilians cries

the people (the people)
the civilians
we're marching forward into
we're marching forward into
madness (madness)
surveilance
we're marching ourselves into
we're marching ourselves into
war.