Breaking down the illusion No one's the person that you think Under these moral disguises A blood-curdling dream We aren't welcome here In a nation of fear No sanctuary clear In a nation of fear ♪ Marks on a child Scars on a human Follow a blood-lit path To the promised land We aren't welcome here In a nation of fear No sanctuary clear ♪ Disintegrated mask Hewn from the caustic blast Melted down to force The old world to be reborn ♪ Familiar but inferior Immaterial ulterior