Little Ascendent

Your birth was a mystery
Your life was exposed
They took it and twisted it
And made it their own
Now high on your history
Now drunk on your lore
They’re armed and not listening
And soon at your door
And these words that crawled in their hearts would then rip us apart
And for what?
For what? we’ve been dying to know
For what? we’ve been dying to know
For what? we’ve been dying to know
It’s breaking my heart
This plague on your minds
It’s breaking my heart
This plague on your minds
It’s breaking my heart
This plague on your minds
It’s breaking my heart
This plague on your minds