This battlefield is empty
Just look around and see
The bygones won't be bygones
'till those graves are full of kids
Their greed is like a plague
It spreads like a disease
Leaving a trail of cowardice
This is not our fault
But we're the ones who fight those battles against titans
Like the man of tiananmen
It's not about the power
It's not the authority
It's not about our natural contempt for tyranny
This is about your neglect
And our nonconformity
A mix of fire and gasoline