[male
vocals] (
Spoken)
You
better
watch
your
back…
Not
every
voice
you
hear
tells
you
the
truth.
Not
every
change
is
progress.
And
not
every
freedom
comes
without
a
question.
We
were
born
without
the
hate
inside,
No
borders
etched
within
the
soul
so
wide,
A
child
arrives
upon
this
spinning
sphere,
With
nothing
but
a
love
that
knows
no
fear.
But
as
we
climb
the
ladder
of
the
years,
The
narrative
is
shifting
in
our
ears,
Who
tells
us
what
is
wrong
and
what
is
right?
Who
hides
the
truth
behind
the
morning
light?
Why
do
we
drift
and
never
dare
to
ask?
Why
do
we
hide
behind
a
hollow
mask?
Look
around,
open
your
eyes,
Who
is
shaping
the
next
generation?
Who
is
writing
tomorrow's
story?
And
what
is
the
destination?
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
shadows
lengthen
as
we
fade
to
black,
Every
move
you
make
is
a
calculated
game,
Nothing
remains
the
same,
nothing
is
the
same.
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
truth
is
buried
in
the
fading
track,
Trust
is
a
currency
you’
re
spending
fast,
Nothing
that’
s
fragile
is
ever
built
to
last.
They
paint
a
picture
of
a
golden
age,
While
locking
up
the
spirit
in
a
cage,
But
silence
is
the
loudest
kind
of
sound,
When
secrets
start
to
crawl
along
the
ground.
Don't
let
the
rhythm
dictate
how
you
feel,
Don't
let
the
fiction
overtake
the
real,
We
scan
the
horizon
for
a
sign
of
grace,
But
only
see
the
mask
upon
the
face.
It’
s
time
to
listen
past
the
scripted
tone,
And
find
the
quiet
strength
to
stand
alone.
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
shadows
lengthen
as
we
fade
to
black,
Every
move
you
make
is
a
calculated
game,
Nothing
remains
the
same,
nothing
is
the
same.
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
truth
is
buried
in
the
fading
track,
Trust
is
a
currency
you’
re
spending
fast,
Nothing
that’
s
fragile
is
ever
built
to
last.
We
keep
on
walking
down
this
narrow
line,
Ignoring
every
warning,
every
sign,
Is
it
a
choice
or
just
a
hollow
trend?
Where
does
the
start
begin,
where
does
it
end?
We
need
to
see
what’
s
hidden
in
the
deep,
Before
the
promises
we
make,
we
keep. (
Deep,
rhythmic,
atmospheric
guitar
solo
with
heavy,
clean,
dark
reverb)
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
shadows
lengthen
as
we
fade
to
black,
Every
move
you
make
is
a
calculated
game,
Nothing
remains
the
same,
nothing
is
the
same.
You
better
watch
your
back,
watch
your
back,
The
truth
is
buried
in
the
fading
track,
Trust
is
a
currency
you’
re
spending
fast,
Nothing
that’
s
fragile
is
ever
built
to
last.
Watch
your
back.
It’
s
not
what
you
see,
it’
s
what
you
believe.
Watch
your
back. (
Fading
atmospheric
soundscapes) (
Final
deep
bass
pulse)