1968 Lyrics

Album: Theodicy

One will, makes you larger.

One will, makes you small.

One man, becomes a martyr.

One man, kills them all.

One dream, changed a nation.

One dream, for us all.

One year, a new generation.

One year, changed it all.

Violence, bedlam,Chaos, this is the

Zenith, in time,for revolution.

Liberty,justice,property,rights of man.

All are equal, in the eyes of the king.

One will, makes you stronger.

One will, makes you fall.

One man, becomes a martyr.

One man, a cult enthrall.

We are heirs to ghosts of history.

Cities set ablaze by the unheard, set us free.

The dye was cast, tensions filled the air.

Hope left desolate, in the wake of fear.

We hold these truths to be evident.

The absence of freedom, is the presence of death.

If blood flows let it fill these streets.

These casualties, are tragedies.

You killed the dream, let the nightmare begin.

Theodicy of sin.

We,Hold,The,Future

You,Hold,The,Key,1968

One Kill, made a martyr.

One kill, destroyed all hope.

One world, watched in horror.

One world, in revolt.

Violence, bedlam,Chaos, this is the

Zenith, in time,for revolution.

Liberty,justice,property,rights of man.

All are equal, in the eyes of the king.

One will, makes you stronger.

One will, makes you fall.

One man, becomes a martyr.

One man, a cult enthrall.

We are heirs to ghosts of history.

Cities set ablaze by the unheard, set us free.

The dye was cast, tensions filled the air.

Hope left desolate, in the wake of fear.

We hold these truths to be evident.

The absence of freedom, is the presence of death.

If blood flows let it fill these streets.

These casualties, are tragedies.

You killed the dream, let the nightmare begin.

Theodicy of sin.