"There's no path to follow
there's no path to follow

There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children who built the castles made of stone

There's a man in the sky
Giving reasons why
That line grows deeper like these shackles round our bones

Move on to my own
Here come battle scars
It's the final charge
Here come battle scars

There's a child born
To a land of scorn
Sneaks past the borders and the lords that hold his hand

He was led like a lamb
All part of the plan
This castle crumbles as he walks out of this land

Move on to my own
Here come battle scars
It's the final charge
Here come battle scars

This is what we own
Here come battle scars
This is where we are
Here come battle scars

There's no path to follow

Living for the reasons
of the dead that moved to
paper from their heads
into my fingers
and my deadly view is
strangled by the rent
I have no purpose in this land
have I forgotten how to stand up
with the humor and the need
I've got to find a way to be

I just turn up the stereo
I can't survive without the cold
This culture's fallen off its feet
I've got to find a brand new beat

There's a road ahead
'tween the live and dead
Church bells are ringing like the panic in my head

Step, step, one by one
Walk into the setting sun
Water's rising, rising fast
History catching up at last

Danger ahead, death behind
No one to follow but old man time

Time, time, take us back before the line was drawn
Before the sky turned black." -Chemical Brothers

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"I love this city, but I've set and numbered its days.
I love this city, enough that I'll set it ablaze."

"I want to be strong enough,
To not let my fears decide my fate
Surrounded by jingoists;
I don't want any part of this"

"Was there a time that we know peace;
when all the children had a place to sleep
when rhetoric was not enough?
Was there a time we weren't at war
When we knew what our hearts and hands were for?
I don't believe there ever was.
It's always been a lie,
a soothing lullaby
We'll soon be swallowed by the sea.
Was there a time we looked around,
and do we really even want to know what's going down
Well I think no one really does
We'd rather close our eyes
sing soothing lullabies
We'll soon be swallowed by the sea
The water's rising now
and we will surely drown
if we don't turn around "

"All you great men of power, you who boast of your feats -
Politicians and entrepreneurs.
Can you safeguard your breath in the night while you sleep?
Keep your heart beating steady and sure?
As you lie in your bed, does the thought haunt your head
That you’re really, rather small?
If there’s one thing I know in this life: we are beggars all."

Pretty much any of Thrice's lyrics...