The martyrs of tommorrow die today.

Remember the maryrs who took things farther for their fathers, mothers and daughters
All lining up fearless for the slaughter, the carnage and the violence.
GIving themselves for a cause that lost with the turbulent intolerance,
Tianamen square, the burning monk, Neda girl from Iran?
Each took a step forward towards the fire and got burned for giving a damn
A damn about their peope and the future they would bring, of cures and education
not civil mutilation and degredation felt out for this poor statue generation
Of people who don't give a shit, but sit and sip on cool beer and white bread
Fuck em the bleeding, the suffering and the dead.

Oh but you don't know what's worth fighting for?
HOw bout something worth fucking dying for? No, not really? Well please don't
ignore, this viral message, coming out of your speakers and off of your page
Stare adversity in the face and let it swallow you in rage, the rage of a people
Who can't stand for the simple answer, not fucking good enough, life is hard
BUt you oppressive bastards make life tough, tough like a break that you can't get
Cause you gotta dodge that irrate militiaman in a riot helmet.

If you agree, just fucking listen to me, hear me while i spit,
Cause you'll all go undr if you take anymore of their shit.
That's it, i quit, i've fucking had it, up to here, above my head
No one will look or listen till another one ends up dead.