The Flight lyrics

Power Too weak to stand up the power Mentally castrated Seeking security in sedation Sedation amidst the hum of the machine Playing on Grinding on weakness Grinding on the weak Punishment for the feel Rebellion manifests in those who are strong and Punishment for the feel Only way out or out there But out there is the end Sick, sick They're damned good at it Last straw, no more, fight Her eyes rolled back Her eyes rolled back NO!! The mutiny has been electrocuted