Were the words Of the prophecies Really meant to be Disguise of flames without Remorse, without shame See the fireflies. Fueling up the sky Perpetuating the lie Whole generations Born to be complacent Force fed technology It's breeding apathy Now turn it off Because it doesn't exist There will be a chosen One to tell the world What man has done But are we ready to receive The truth of a false history? Symbols of man Spread out across the land And now a child is broken Whole generations Born to be technology It's breeding apathy