Letra da Música Echoes Of The Spirit de The Human Abstract

Until you're ready to break
Until you're ready to bend to critical condition critical.
The years will wear down every brick you lay.
There's more to life than selling your days.
Money makes sense in the world today, they say.
I'm not living that way.
Setting off setting off their alarms
Cause I've got a voice of my own.
I won't be a product on the industry line.
You stand for nothing or you stand alone.
Leave it to us to cross the final line.
Can you feel the dawning of our time?
Take a moment to turn and see the signs.
Time to wake up and turn the light on
Come on turn the light on.
Pitiful, doing what you're told
In turn, they granted you power.
In a condescending tone
You stand on the watchtower here in our last hour
And say that you know
Typical of those that will never see.
Say that you know
Typical of those too afraid to be free.
Just like that
Took our strongest years in the name of greed
Just liket that
Made commercials out of our broken dreams.
As pitch black from factory stacks turns all the world's beautiful colors to gray
Empower the rights that they can't take away:
Raise your voices.
Echoes of the spirit
Resounding in tones that set you free.
Shout with me: We are awake!
We're in critical condition, critical condition
Figured it out because we’ve all been here before.