Crisis Lyrics
"Walking The Dead"

Wake up from utopian artifice
long may the glass houses break
Art of war wields words as weapons
long may the glass houses break
long may the glass houses Break!

We bear scars of the chaos of wealthy lies
weoccupy a beggar's life
in priveledged eyes
Distastrous vultures of gluttonous egos
give deadly silence to the burning ghettos

wake up from utopian artifice
long may the glass houses break
Art Of war wields wards to break break break!

wealthy, cultivated thieves breed futures of uncertainty
power lusts for empowered trysts
We're their sacrificial lambs
The reap us to sow seeds of affluence
We're their sacrificial scabs Watch Out!
There's fire in the hearts of the unsung

long may the glass houses break!
long may the glass houses break!
Angels of the bottomless pit
nurture one downfall
our downfall.