I'm moving in, throwing stones Judgement for the weak I'd rather break my bones than live my whole damn life asleep Show me how you've grown, take a fearless leap I'd rather be a monk than a pariah to the sheep Plant the knife in my back Watch me rise I can smell the blood in the water Lord knows my hands ain't clean Do you still believe in redemption? Is there some reprieve from the fallout of all of our past lives? I relive them every time You sit up on your throne Pretend that you ain't tired of hungry, crooked teeth in all those that you've admired How can we atone from the wickedness transpired? Endless generations died, got sent down to the fire When is enough enough? When is enough enough? When is enough enough? When is enough enough? I can smell the blood in the water Lord knows my hands ain't clean Do you still believe in redemption? Is there some reprieve from the fallout of all of our past lives? I relive them every time Who will carry my burdens? Who will carry my burdens? Who will carry my burdens? Who will carry my burdens? I can smell the blood in the water Lord knows my hands ain't clean Do you still believe in redemption? Is there some reprieve from the fallout of all of our past lives? I relive them every time I wrestle for the [?] with a stone The idol exposed Give me a medal or turn me to sludge Draining away from some things inside When will we sink? The brighter you shine The darker it gets Constantly dreaming of freedom of sleeping