One Last Thought - Cryptic Slaughter

Skating along upon thin ice

Of this thing we call modern life

Blinded by what we want to see

Believing that we’re oh so free

Is there truth in anything today?

Is war really heading this way?

These are questions asked again and again

Endless circle where no one wins

Living with your resolutions

Is killing me one of your solutions

Behind the lines you plot and scheme

But some believe it’s the American dream

Waking up every day is the same

Feeling that I’m a step behind in the game

Reasoning with you has proved no use

Rebellion seems to be our only truth

You think we’re all just a fucking joke

Someday on those words you’ll choke

Laugh at us as rebellion begins

Anarchy is rising again