Beheaded

<p>[Verse 1]<br/>In the never-ending circle where the powerless meet<br/>There grows a struggle from the burden of sustaining defeat<br/>In the face of every coward lies the blindest of hate<br/>And in the eyes a sharpened image of the damage they made<br/>You look at me to bear the burden of the suffering past<br/>It wasn’t me behind the veil of a heartless mask<br/>And where were you the day that everybody cursed your name?<br/>You were the distant voice of pride that never stood the shame<br/><br/>[Pre-Chorus]<br/>The weak of the mind will use fist<br/>And the fist of the frail will bring gun<br/>The loudest of guns provoke bombs<br/>And in wrath he will chase until it’s done<span><br/>[Chorus]<br/>Your history is dead<span><br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead- Dead wrong<br/>Philosophy is dead<span><br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead- Dead wrong<br/>Your history is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead- Dead wrong<br/>Philosophy is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead- Dead wrong<br/><br/>[Verse 2]<br/>Within the mind of modern culture there’s an idle cog<br/>It is the section of humanity that never forgot<br/>And in the midst of moving forward we have given the right<br/>To let the wolves attack the sheep and bury guilt inside<br/>I won’t forget the twisted picture of the filth that we were<br/>Or disregard the faded voices of the people we hurt<br/>But I was never pulling triggers or degrading your face<br/>Don’t look at me to give the reason for the pain that you trace<br/><br/>[Pre-Chorus]<br/>The weak of the mind will use fist<br/>And the fist of the frail will bring gun<br/>The loudest of guns provoke bombs<br/>And in wrath he will chase until it’s done<br/>[Chorus]<br/>Your history is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Philosophy is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Your history is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Philosophy is dead<br/>Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong<br/><br/>[Bridge]<br/>The scars outlive the pain<br/>Reflections will remain<br/>The scars outlive the pain<br/>Your sickness will remain<br/>The scars outlive the pain<br/>Reflections will remain<br/>The scars outlive the pain<br/>Your sickness will remain<br/><br/>Dead, Dead wrong. Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong. Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong. Dead, Dead wrong<br/>Dead, Dead wrong. Dead, Dead wrong