Fall Of The Old Guard

It's the way they get into your mind
It infiltrates and it makes you blind.

And it's those hypnotic voices
That pull us down into the sand
And it's part of your ambition
That has you follow their commands.

I've felt the pressure
Within my soul
Do what it takes
To take control.

Don't lose yourself
Among their slaves.

And they want to make you their own
And they need to own you to make you.

It's too late for them and they know
And now they're trying, trying to break you.

They're reaching up
Gasping for air
A drowning breed
Cries "it's not fair".

Just know inside
You have all you need
To make your own way
Without their greed.

Saw your face and they promised more
They'll change your fate don't let them in.

They couldn't wait to move in close
They need to feed on what you have most.

And they tell you there's no choices
That they hold your fate in their hands
But they're dying, all the voices
Break away and make your stand.

I been down that road before
I don't hear them anymore
I've carved my own path
And now I'm so much more.

And they want to make you their own
And they need to own you to make you
It's too late for them and they know
And now they're trying, trying to break you.