Waking The Dead Lyrics - Crisis

Wake up from utopian artifice long way the glass 

houses break Art of war Wields words as weapons long 

may the glass houses break long may the glass houses 

Break! We bear scars of the chaos of wealthy lies we 

occupy A beggar's life in priveledged eyes Distastrous 

vultures of gluttonous egos give deadly silence to the 

Burning ghettos Wake up from utopian artifice Long 

may the glass houses break Art Of war wields wards to 

break break break! Wealthy, cultivated thieves breed 

futures of uncertainty power lusts for empowered trysts 

We're their sacrificial lambs The reap us to sow seeds of 

Affluence We're their sacrificial scabs Watch Out! There's fire 

in the Hearts of the unsung Long may the glass houses 

Break! Long may the glass houses break! Angels Of the 

bottomless pit nurture one downfall our downfall.