The Abolition Of Man - Thrice

wake up everyone!

It’s not too late

to save the remnants of our hearts,

so stop giving up our last shot at love,

our only chance to find the meaning of the beat beneath the blood

we laugh at honor and are shocked to find knives in our backs

we follow those who cheat and steal

men without chests are making a comeback

our only compass smashed under our own heels

reason abandoned to appetites and addicts arms

shotguns and silence have always been the best of charms

wake up everyone!

it’s not too late

to save the remnants of our hearts,

so stop giving up our last shot at love,

our only chance to find the meaning of the beat beneath the blood

we laugh at honor and are shocked to find knives in our backs

we champion those who cheat and steal

men without chests are making a comeback

our only compass smashed under our own heels, under our iron will

the abolition of man is within the reach of science

but are we so far gone that we’ll try it?