You tell me the world is a cold place
and nothings left but hell to face
everything here's fallen from grace all ambitions are but a selfish waste.
The world is in your grasp
so break it apart,
take each piece and make it into what you'd believe
force it back together and tell me this change is what you perceive.
Hate is so easy when you've felt it so long
and happiness is a lie we create to move on
if everything in life was as simple as it seems
wouldn't we be living our heart-set dreams?
It's hard to say what is thought to be worse
throwing ourselves out for acceptance
or facing up to ourselves in the mirror
facing mankind's greatest curse.
Don't give up, not yet, not now
make them all reap what they've sewn
and hold up this en visionary vow
so forever it must be infamously known.
The world is in your grasp
so break it apart,
take each piece and make it into what you'd believe
force it back together and tell me this change is what you perceive.
Show them all the error of their ways
and watch the world go up in a fiery blaze.