Your Hands

Someday they’ll get you, someday you’ll see like their eyes do
Someday their ignorance and expectations will change you
Someday, might be today, your final day as yourself someday
Someday you’ll realize that every fire faded and every secret went away

And all the creatures died just like the woods that were alive
And all the colors and the magic starved to death with age
Today you take it back today you burn their sickness today
Tear them down, tear them down, this is your final war

Burn their lies, the truth is in your heart
They want to see you blend into their crowds and silence
They want to see your soul decay
Tear them down, tear them down, this is your final war

Burn their lies, the truth is in your heart
Change this world, change yourself it is the only way
Purge yourself of their fear and burn away their hate