Protector Atrocities Lyrics

Atrocities Lyrics

I speak my mind. I question theirs. It seems to me like no one really cares.

Peripherally blind. Intellectually numb. Ignorance by choice? or just
plain

fucking dumb? You're threatened by my mind. You want everything the
same. But

my questions still remain. You boycott your brain. You answer
with fists. But

my questions rearrange my mind. You can beat this shell
about me, but you

can't touch what's inside. So now who will help me bake
this bread? Who will

be the first to speak and leave complacency for dead?
I've done all that I

can on my own. But stagnant minds persist to squeeze
blood from this stone.

But I won't bleed for you. I have no need for you.
Death will be the day I

conceed to you. (As you can see, I really mean
bussiness, Poot!)