From a Burning Sun

To think of all the lives they've taken

Thrown in an endless void

Worth is not assigned by a man on a screen

Nor love by where we sleep

We conceal who we truly are

In hopes to thrill an audience

But there's not enough make up in this world

To cover all our scars

A coward said that you'll never amount to anything

You've still got the breath in your lungs enough to fight the apathy

Raise your voices loud and clear

They will tremble when they hear

We are not abandoned anymore

We're aiming to find you now

This is the last time you sell us out

We will not be silent anymore

Desensitizing every truth we hold

A dystopic nightmare

Worth is not assigned by a man on a screen

Nor love by where we sleep

Raise your voices loud and clear

They will tremble when they hear

We are not abandoned anymore

We are aiming to find you now

This is the last time you sell us out

We will not be silent anymore

Reveal yourself for who you are

Apathy is dead

A coward said that you'll never amount to anything

You've still got the breath in your lungs enough to fight the apathy

So walk out from behind those gates and feel the sun burn upon your face

You will be bestowed a new name etched in stone

Born in flame

We are born from a burning sun

We are more than what's inside the gates we're from

Apathy is dead

Reveal yourself for who you are