Born and raised in a dystopian society
Trained and used to the anxiety and malice
A mentality shaped around personal gain
The deprival of empathy in practice
The more we grow old
The more the watch our backs from the ones we love
And the ones above whom we feed our trust
Sit back and profit off it all
In every cry of every man
In every infant's cry of fear
In every voice in every ban
The mind forged manacles I hear
Lost our purpose
Killed our true faith and our positive icons
We seek our fix over a proper solution
And end up broken in our woe and delusion
We try to sort it out with ink and paper
But true salvation lies in something greater
In every cry of every man
In every infant's cry of fear
In every voice in every ban
The mind forged manacles I hear
And how this never ending cry
Every one of us appalls
Men and women terrorized
Crawl and give in to the cold
The man on the street has a knife hidden behind his back
He fears the one you're hiding behind yours
The hate we're full of concealed behind a facade
Made of feelings that rot behind close doors
In every cry of every man
In every infant's cry of fear
In every voice in every ban
The mind forged manacles I hear
And how this never ending cry
Every one of us appalls
Men and women terrorized
Crawl and give in to the cold
