The Architect

I should have given you a better life
And a reason to stay
Said the people to the earth as all
It’s living part had gone away
We all want a better life
A better way for us to spend the day
Still we continue to climb
And watch the ground beneath
As it gives way
Your logic’s held by a one armed man
With a broken hand
Wow can you hope to help someone else
When you can’t help yourself?
You can’t pay for change
Only shows that you’ve got no common sense
Best believe your debts will be repaid
With your flesh in the end
We continue to fight
With no regard for man
Or his purpose here
We just want to win
So let give them all a hand
They’re busy, tired and broken
Fighting over the land
They put on quite a show
But when it is all over
The theater still stands
Your logic’s held by a one armed man
With a broken hand
Wow can you hope to help someone else
When you can’t help yourself?
You can’t pay for change
Only shows that you’ve got no common sense
Best believe your debts will be repaid
With your flesh in the end
We continue to fight
With no regard for man
Or his purpose here
We just want to win
I think you should straighten up a little bit
I think you should, I think, y’know, you should
You should look at yourself in the mirror sometime
And say «look, what am I doing, why, why am I this way?»