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Passing the Threshold


Bloodstains paint the floor 

Another person mourns 

Decadence plagues the air 

Innocence lost by stares 

 

We aren't trying to overthrow the throne 

We're just trying to pass the threshold 

Our movements are at halt 

Because your motives are at fault 

Our ancestors served you for their whole lif 

And you never thought twice 

 

You discriminate by color 

But in reality, we're all just numbers 

You are cold-blooded murderers 

You are egregious saviors 

 

We aren't trying to overthrow the throne 

We're just trying to pass the threshold 

Our movements are at halt 

Because your motives are at fault 

Our ancestors served you for their whole  life

And you never thought twice 

 

We won't live your fantasies 

As this shows us being weak 

We will march and the truth will leak 

 

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