If not us then who?
The age old cliche rings true
Utopia for me and you
The pilgrims of this spiritual apocalypse
The visionary road
Made of many good intentions
And of more broken souls
So let us go, me and you as
We are the seekers of truth
We are the unaffected
Architects of better future
We need no savior
Ours is the righteous cause
And it is for everyone
If they bend and subdue
We are the twisters of truth
We are the ill, infective
Architects of biased future
Decimating
Everything is fine, for all but one
Our wisdom is from someone else
We're all slaves of the echo chambers
Lo and behold,
The master plan has worked
Now go out to the world
And live the dystopia of your choice
Now where to go
We're at the end of the road
The moral painted with blood
And far beyond all good intentions
We are the seekers of truth
We are the unaffected
Architects of better future
We need no savior
Ours is the righteous cause
And it is for everyone
If they bend and subdue
We are the twisters of truth
We are the ill, infective
Architects of biased future
Decimating
Everything is fine, for all but one
Our wisdom is from someone else
We're all slaves of the echo chambers
We are the seekers of truth
We are the unaffected
Architects of better future
We need no savior
Ours is the righteous cause
And it is for everyone
If they bend and subdue
We are the twisters of truth
We are the ill, infective
Architects of biased future
Decimating
Everything is fine, for all but one
Our wisdom is from someone else
We're all slaves of the echo chambers