Tried by the test of time
You fell short on your beliefs
Lost to the storm of addiction
Restrained by your vice
Cowering from the truth of injustice
The ignorance of your bliss
Substance to replace satisfaction
The death of sentience
A lifetime in pain
Numbed to the world
Hiding in shadows
Of who you could be
True rebellion is a clear head
In this world filled with tools of control
I preserve this resistance
My life my future all in my hands
Blinded by your hedonism
The search for an escape
Constantly running from the cruel harsh
Reality of your mistakes
For the few who see as is
For those who tread the path
Refusal to bow
To stand true to this conviction