Lyrics
Things are not quite the way they once used to be
Expressing a sense of change from the past.
Crooks have gone rogue and there's nothing left for me
Highlighting a sense of abandonment or betrayal by those considered untrustworthy.
Dry hearts just long for breaking
Describing a yearning for emotional vulnerability or openness.
This land's of their making
Suggesting the current state of the world is a result of the actions of certain individuals or groups.
A tomb for the young nobodies' sons
Referring to a grave or a metaphorical burial ground for the youth without influence.
Filled our earth with trifles
Criticizing the overabundance of insignificant things in society.
We're growing from pots in cycles
Metaphorically describing people as growing from pots in repetitive patterns.
Each man on his bible
Suggesting individuals are adhering to personal beliefs rigidly.
In white noise we trust, we idols
Commenting on blind trust in meaningless or distracting information.
How did we pull out?
Pondering how society withdrew from a more inclusive approach.
From a plural scheme
Reflecting on a shift from a collective mindset to individual pursuits.
Did we forget our deal?
Questioning the remembrance of a previous agreement or understanding.
We dropped the guns at will...
Recalling a decision to abandon violence or conflict willingly.
We better watch it!
Issuing a warning or drawing attention to potential dangers.
Fruits don't get ripe as fast in the land of creed
Noting a delay in the fruition of positive outcomes due to societal values.
Upon our heads lie hanging cold blades of steel
Describing a threat or danger symbolized by cold blades of steel.
How long may last denial?
Questioning the sustainability of denial or avoidance.
We're silently trialed
Implying a quiet judgment or assessment taking place.
To pay for the sins of the powerful kin
Highlighting the burden of consequences for the actions of the powerful.
Filled our earth with trifles
Reiterating the critique of trivial pursuits in society.
We're growing from pots in cycles
Repeating the metaphor of people growing in a cyclical, unchanging manner.
Each man on his bible
Re-emphasizing individual adherence to personal beliefs.
In white noise we trust, we idols
Reiterating blind trust in meaningless or distracting information.
We're in a collective wheel
Describing participation in a collective fate or journey.
The more it rolls, the more you're real
Asserting that one's reality becomes more apparent as time progresses within the collective journey.
We're in a collective wheel
Repeating the idea of participating in a collective fate or journey.
One day you're crown the next you're heel
Expressing the unpredictable nature of societal roles, shifting from a position of power to a position of insignificance.
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