Rising up above this wickedness
    And unfazed by your endless myths
    Hands all around reach to slow him down
    He's all about this sound
    
    We aren't playing by your rules
    We'll never play the fools
    So, no, you can't take what's inside of me
    
    All about the sound from way out
    He's got the scars just to prove he's "down"
    No apologies to confuse his brain
    His argument is sustained
    
    He's walking, non-stopping out of the shadows
    Sounds of the new-he's got a look in his eye
    (that says) There's something more than you're feeding him
    He's not afraid to say...no
    You're talking, non-stopping echoing voices
    But nothing you said made a dent in my head
    I'm hearing you fearing him 'cause he's not afraid
    He's not about bowing down to what you say
    
    You hate us 'cause we'll never go away
    And like some sort of fungus we're growing everyday
    And our knuckles aren't dragging so I guess that leaves to say
    Our message isn't stopping until you drag us all away
    
    Hear the silent ignorant voices spew:
    "You're all a pack of disoriented youth"
    He lives to see the day those vices end
    But until then I'll send this...
    
    Off to you