I Kept Silent - Mobilizer Lyrics
I was told to marchArmed with my beliefsNot a soul will standBetween me and my hunt for thievesAll the while you sit on your horned throne and pleaseOnly yourself with puppets of greedOh sweet Contortionist, your act plays no partIn this grand scheme of ending meansAnd when the voices begin to gatherAll will come gather 'round togetherAnd we will sharpen our knives, our tongues, our mindsWe will win this warWe will win this war we wageOur misery will be lifted with the end of a bountyAll our wounds mended with angels in harmonyAll our fears melted away at the sight of our historyAnd our name will be one withNo pain, no suffering, lifted up on the throne of victoryUntil the day I dieI’ll make sure that our fears left behind us are left with your nameAnd when the violence of producers meetI’ll be sure that you’re left weeping at our feet.