Sentinel

Can we say that we are free?

Our hands are bound and voices silent

I'm sure it's not a dream

I am awake my eyes are open

I can't accept and won't concede

In aftermath we find redemption

The causes that are seized

And disguised as revolution

Quell the rage that deeply seethes

The extremes of these devotions

Dismantle the machine

The device of their creation

I can't accept and won't concede

That this is who we are

The conflict that is seized

And disguised as greater notions

To the songs that sing of glory and the brave

Are we dreaming there are better days to come?

When will the banners and the victory parades

Celebrate the day a better world was won?

On the day

The storm has just begun

I will still hope

There are better days to come

In the face of what I say

My words return to anger

Malevolence in need

Cannot provide direction

I won't accept this thought

That this is who we are

Positions never change

Losing all forward motion

Harbour that which deeply seethes

Temper your devotion

Dismantle the machine

The device of your convictions

I can't accept and won't concede

That this is who we are

The conflict that is seized

And disguised as greater notions

To the songs that sing of glory and the brave

Are we dreaming there are better days to come?

When will the banners and the victory parades

Celebrate the day a better world was won?

To the songs that sing of the glory and the brave

Are we dreaming there are better days to come?

When will the banners and the victory parades

Celebrate the day a better world was won?

On the day the storm has just begun

I will still hope there are better days to come

On the day the storm has just begun

I will still hope there are better days to come