A will to survive
Shackled and silent
Oppressive self-religion
Holds us back

Token hands close
Tightly around necks
Neglecting those
Which would impair them

Each chosen word
Burns through my heart
Complacent standards
Torn apart

But there's not room
Left for ignorance
Who's held legs
Prone to movement

Who's held back (Who's held back)
Who's held... (Who's held back)
All torn apart, who's held back (All torn apart)
Us, us (Torn apart)