Finest Minds - Cannae

The finest minds never think alike

Always a conflict of interest

Behold they come together as one

It’s a revolution that has started

We nurture buried in the underground

A place where your rules don’t apply

Thieves crooks the criminal minded

A breed they would never want to control

This world has cast us away

Some get swallowed down some adapt

I see it everyday

People fearlessly following other people

They think they will be blessed into heaven

They think they will be blessed

Do as I say and

I will love you

Will walk away and die

Time to develop power in solitude

Educate to create our own ideas

I know to think for me

Consuming the biggest white lies

Our hands already blood red on my return

Everyone is guilty and their souls must burn