Tell me you won’t stand up because it doesn’t concern you
Tell me you’ll hide the scars with artificiality
Tell me you’ll let hatred slide past you

Tell me you’ll let someone die for you
Tell me you’ll stand by and watch them burn because you’re afraid
Tell me you’ll listen to their agony instead of their own

Tell me you’ll let them fight for you
Tell me you’ll let them stand in your place
Tell me you’ll watch their suicide with silent eyes

Tell me you’ll kill to save yourself
Tell me you’ll live to live guilt
Tell me you’ll breathe their stolen oxygen

Tell me you’ll remain silent
Tell me you refuse to speak up
Tell me you condone their death
With your lack of a soul.