You're all just staring, angry faces, begging for a place to die
Or I could leave you where you stand
Up upon that hill that'll fall to the wayside

This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts
This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all

And in this scene, I play the protagonist, and as well I play the opposed
Or I could leave you where you stand
All alone in the hall, your trap for the meantime
And you call this home, no home I've ever known
This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts
This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all

This isn't war, but these are still battles
And battles make it all die out

This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts
This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all