Heart of the Country

Orange lights, they flood the square
Mechanical eyes pierce everywhere
Still you can touch the heart of darkness here
Within these neon veins

From grey to black, then pitched and more
Our new towns an open sore, projects torn by feudal law
Waiting to explode...

We're living in restriced zones
As the heart of this country grows cold
Living in restriced zones
As the heart of this country grows cold

You don't need conspiracies
Read the walls and you will see
Our nation bleeds anxiety
In every darkened room

There are many ways to break a man
That don't require a heavy hand
Poisoned air, squandered land
Those silent killing floors

We're living in restriced zones
As the heart of this country grows cold
Living in restriced zones
As the heart of this country grows cold

I've come so far to find some heart in this country
I need a song I can call my own
I've searched so hard to find the heart of this country
But all I found was a restricted zone

We're dying in restriced zones
At the heart of this country, disowned
Dying in restriced zones
At the heart of this country, disowned