Future Testimony

We trampled, the flowers, in a garden of delight We seem, hell bent, on attaining eternal light Poison, the air, desecrate the land Turn pastures green, to barren wasteland Each avenue, of perversity, must be explored Scapegoat, must be found, for the screaming hoards I guess, we'll get, what we deserve Whichever, king, we obey and serve We are the vehicles, we are the portals We are the battleground, we are immortal We are the vehicles, we are the portals We are the battleground, we are immortal We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future We are the future, we are the future Who'll be the tutor? For the future, for the future, for the future Who'll be the tutor? who'll be the tutor?, who'll be the tutor?... For the future For the future