Beyond Never

We are foot soldiers warring to keep the peace
We are fake preachers in the real god's masterpiece
We are the firearms in our own bloody warfare
We are the real weapon of our own mass destruction
If there was a prophet of the lost grandeur
She would be the leader of the insurgents

Nothing is what it seems
Trapped in their well-laid scheme
They won't hear you scream
Nothing lasts forever
We're drifting ever further
Going beyond never

Born to be a slave without even knowing
It's what we embrace, what we'd die defending
They tricked us into thinking it's all just fair game
We are the end product of our generation
Veiling the despair and mayhem
Freedom is the slave's grandest illusion

Divide and conquer, keeping us imprisoned
Trust in their anchor, drip-feeding sweet poison
Like raindrops running down a pane of glass
We're on a breakneck race to the bottom
Idiocracy is upon the masses
The truth is getting even harder to fathom

Written by Jeanice Lee, Marco Morelli
Vocals and rhythm guitar arranged and performed by Jeanice Lee
Lead guitar arranged and performed by Marco Morelli
Bass arranged and performed by Leen Hodge
Drums arranged and performed by Graeme Hamilton
Backing vocals by Jeanice Lee, Bryan Ramage
Produced by Bryan Ramage, Ramage Productions