Shackles of Decency - Ancst

So tired of living

As I watch you burn and fade

Can’t stand the look of you

Your presence disgusts me

We have been the same

Now I am an alien to you

Outcast and uprooted

A pool of living ideas

Reduced to a puddle of backwardness

I thought we were the same

Unity instead of purity

And as I watch you flake

From the solid ideas

I ask myself

Was this really you?

Was this really you?

Was this really me?

Debating inside these trenches

As the world breaks apart

Children of resentment

We are our own worst enemy

Break the shackles of decency

We’ve had enough of bigotry

Wrestle all your virtuous emotions

Hand in hand out in the open

I aim for liberation

No more hatred, no exploitation

I aim for equality

For diversity and autonomy

No more walls, no more gods and masters

Everyone a king or queen

I’m sick of you tearing us apart

Divided we will all fall