in this place we find each other 
a tribute to the wise 
who view with open eyes 
expose the lies of our brothers 
misled and lost between 
the surface and the screen 
We are not alone to defy 
we stand and those who push us down will die 
Under a blackened sky 
We light the torches and we hear the sound 
of the soundtrack to the rebellion 
We break the silence and we make the sound 
of the soundtrack to the rebellion 
they sit and suck the tit of power 
they claim it for us all 
but keep it within walls 
these men aim to slowly devour 
and they lock you into sleep 
while silently they reap 
They lie! Don't hear their blinded words of dread 
The phantoms you fear they put inside your head 
It fuels the flames throughout the night