The Uncollective - Monuments
I thought you'd be afraid!
I knew you'd lose it all
Just like the ones before you did
Another one
You made it easier to hate you, hate you!
You have crawled up from the
fear to manifest the gods
Betrayal from the ones you know
all corrupt, no one is listening
when do you stop, you stop acting like gods
I can see outside the night
I won't be inside this fight
What are you here for?
Why must you test me now?
Why are you fearful?
Should we all go back home,
Count down the hours till it all goes to hell?
The desperate powers,
fighting to keep their grip.
Stop acting like you don't care
Preaching that this is the truth
What's the fucking point of
living like this, like this?
What's the fucking point of
living like this, like this?
Step out from the night
Present me with a new way of thinking
and a new way of living
What are you here for?
Why must you test me now?
Why are you fearful?
Should we all go back home,
Count down the hours till it all
goes to hell?
These desperate powers,
fighting to keep their grip.
This is the end, my body is lifeless
And I've forgiven.
