No Soul To Grow

I can't take any more of this Like a cauldron ready to blow In the end there will be nothing left No life and soul to grow Every day's the same like the morning piss Seems that time has stopped and depression hits All we've built is just broken bits Where's our passion, where's our rage Seems that time has stopped and depression hits All we've built is just broken bits No destination, no sign of future The chains that hold us are made of gold Indoctrination and propaganda The news are breaking and we are sold Breaking down is a step away Inspiration and thought are in decay Society's burning every day We need to rise there's no other way The stream moves on and so must we We plant the seed we get the tree No destination, no sign of future The chains that hold us are made of gold Indoctrination and propaganda The news are breaking and we are sold Let's arm ourselves with fire And get ready for impact