Rock the World

We are the byproducts of a war,
the war...of a mankind consumed in itself.

We are what they're wanting us to be,
to be...a new age of dangerous breeds.

Rock the world
from the tree tops,
kill yourself
while trying to draw,
a pail of intellect, dangerous.
Kill our world is what it wants.

Thinking on its own accord,
dying of disregard.
We don't need an apparatus,
controlling minds, controlling our words.

Rock the world
from the tree tops,
kill yourself
while trying to fall,
hold yourself, above their pride,
destroy you,
is what they just might.