Tell me what will become of the youth of today in a culture blind to its own decay because 
We're all caught in the big swing of things and the knot's cinched tight by a bunch of little strings. 
What is happening to us? -
We've lost our way 
This creature of appetite is bound to devour itself one day. 
We should make a home in the storms eye 
People come together and survive. 
Firewall- so quick to turn away but you know it won't forget you 
Firewall- the heat we dread to face could be the worlds last refuge... firewall. 
What will become of the youth of tomorrow in a world where everything's borrowed 
We oughtta put aside childish things, have some guts jump into the burning 
Don't let's turn away from pain revealed 
We better look at who we are then reach out from the deep seal.. 
Burn. Come on and burn.