Texty: Kill The Young. No Heroes.

They're the liars
They can't see themselves
For what they are
And what they have become
Were the buyers
Buying anything
They don't need
Need for anything

They're the gods
We'll pray on our knees
Till they bleed
Please forgive our sins
They're the gods
We'll pray on our knees

And not at all
We don't need heroes
And not at all
We don't need heroes

You make me sick

(Thanks to farah for these lyrics)