Hands of Complacency

A mosaic of violence
A fabric woven of shame
A collective of incompetence
Only signing for your gain

Justifying nightmares
A greater good to be obtained
Removing roots long planted
While ignoring cries for change

What will make you see
That compassion isn't bought or sold
We're choked by your choices
While your melting pot is growing cold

Few are the ones with any sense to stop and think
Life is lost when controlled by greed
Few are the ones who would possess an ounce of strength
Life is lost when held with hands of complacency

Wars waged with the ink of a pen
The blackest hearts
Found in the chests of man

Few are the ones with any sense to stop and think
Life is lost when controlled by greed
Few are the ones who would possess an ounce of strength
Life is lost when held with hands of complacency

Your voice invokes destruction
Your only currency is pain
You gamble with our lives
Your thoughts and prayers will never remove the stain

Life is lost
Eye for an eye
Life is lost
You're gonna pay for your crimes