Lyrics All Else Failed

All Else Failed

Kinetic

There are no signs of conscience. There are no week-long waiting rooms

Another one for your collection that serves a single use

A line your grandfather wrote, a story that's been passed down

What was necessity then, is not essential now

The word control is vague at best. There is no direct path

There are no signs of remorse. Tell your riends you are the victim here

Tell us all how you just followed orders, but wasn't this all your idea?

The word control is vague at best. Is this ink smeared or my vision blurred?

There is no direct path, but the one we're on won't work

Just string them up

Prepare for the final stand

Who will fall tomorrow ? Millions more will follow

Prepare for the final stand. Will we have to pry them from your cold dead hands

Just string them up.