Texty: Lagwagon. Dividers.

All the mirrors scream As they describe your dreams All that they deride Until you have no allies They depict a world where we aren't safe Without hate An angry mob of one Author of the unstoppable will United we must kill Here comes the faade They will inflate your god By default accomplice to their war But I know where I stand Born into the geographic call But I won't elect to let my mind fall No dividers