Slow Motion Apocalypse

I have been reborn from ash into void from gold into lead created then destroyed left for here for dead, to bleed out on the street feeling the warmth of the blood and concrete we're all broken and bloody somehow still alive and feeling lucky Could've been shot eight times in the back Our murder streamed live by a hopeless maniac nothing is stopping these circles of violence life keeps moving we stand here in silence straight from satellite the death of America live in your hands witness the death grip slow motion apocalypse I've been looking for someone else to blame breaking the mirror and turning away we elected thieves to do our bidding their souls are missing their hands keep digging We might get shot eight times in the back Our murder streamed live by a hopeless maniac nothing is stopping these circles of violence life keeps moving we stand here in silence straight from satellite the death of America live in your hands witness the death grip slow motion apocalypse I have been reborn from ash into void from gold into lead created then destroyed --- Slow Motion Apocalypse - A Storm of Light