A world under curfew Is where we're headed now We've been handed what we earned For we've failed revolt somehow Conformity is now our minimum wage Freedom of movement was granted within our cage Relief is for the dead The living must keep fighting Against the death parade Of power, we keep inciting In the bloodied streets Stains of their plight In the silent seas Humanity capsized Relief is for the dead The living must keep fighting Against the death parade Of power, we keep inciting