Texty: Enemy You. Break Away.

Waiting for the flood, we know it coming I'grease on the gears, ever turning The millions that never cry The billions with half closed eyes A trillion will never try And the masses still multiply Yeah, yet today I break away We're drowning in words and no one listens Living this curse with no remission With nothing never tried before This tune you may have heared before These words have all been said before By greater men who stand no more Yeah, yet today I break away