Lyrics The Heel On The Throat Of The Young - The Great Deceiver

The Heel On The Throat Of The Young

Ours is the golden future
As the heavy words softly roll
Ringing in our ears as we sit idly by
Towering towards the heavens
The hell that we have built
We created a monster
And now it’s coming for our children
Thrust into the stained skies
For efficiency pacified
We are but components of their machine
«Components»
I fast-forward through the film
To get what I must have missed
We bleed, we breathe
But we don’t live — we exist
Precious things that do not last
Our lips pressed to the decay
The master-plan will fall loud
As we sit idly by
As God movies across the water
The lie moves through us all
We created a monster
And now it’s coming for our children
Thrust into the stained skies
For efficiency pacified
We are but components of their machine
«Components»
I fast-forward through the film
To get what I must have missed
We bleed, we breathe
But we don’t live — we exist