Thoughtcrime Lyrics

A homage to the old who see junkyards of gold

Looking down on a senseless population

As they lie in their beds playing war songs in their heads

They look back on the way they left it

So when I go, don't think I don't know

That you're the hand behind human creation

And when i fall, remember it all

'Cause word moves faster than the earths rotation

And the kids of today they will spit on your grave

Because that is the way you taught them

And we've seen this before back in 1984

Please don't let me die a witness

Before I go, don't think I don't know

That you're the hand behind human creation

And when I fall, remember it all

'Cause word moves faster than the earths rotation