| Song | Liberty Complacency Dependency |
| Artist | Threshold |
| Album | March Of Progress |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:29.913] | There’s a dead sky rising on the dark horizon |
| [00:37.832] | With the reason and the rhyme of a hurricane |
| [00:44.130] | There’s an empire falling and a future calling |
| [00:52.617] | As the seasons and the times move on again |
| [01:30.569] | Do we find solutions in a constitution |
| [01:37.747] | Has the reason we designed it gone away |
| [01:43.863] | Do we find repentence to suspend our sentence |
| [01:52.645] | Because the seasons and the times don’t want to wait |
| [02:53.422] | Once there was a city left to ruin |
| [02:58.311] | Alone and broken down |
| [03:01.495] | The walls that once gave shelter |
| [03:03.613] | Are levelled to the ground |
| [03:07.071] | Powerless to cope for there was |
| [03:09.462] | No-one left to trust |
| [03:11.853] | Nothing there to hope for when your |
| [03:16.584] | Dreams have turned to dust |
| [03:18.082] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [03:20.566] | They’re counting up their prize |
| [03:22.951] | But all that they’ve accounted |
| [03:25.881] | Is the sum of their demise |
| [03:29.462] | Won’t be moved by what I see |
| [03:31.989] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [03:35.438] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [03:39.151] | Complacency to apathy |
| [03:42.343] | Running wild on make believe |
| [03:45.531] | A panacea to legacy |
| [03:48.988] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [03:52.176] | To apathy dependency |
| [03:59.988] | Once there was a city from the ashes |
| [04:04.337] | Arising up with faith |
| [04:06.991] | So eager as she rushes |
| [04:09.389] | To make the same mistakes |
| [04:12.845] | Our fine veneer of progress |
| [04:15.244] | Only covers us so far |
| [04:18.420] | It only takes a crisis |
| [04:20.817] | To reveal the way we are |
| [04:23.465] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [04:26.686] | To borrow from their foes |
| [04:29.327] | The debts are only mounting |
| [04:31.720] | That’s the way the money goes |
| [04:35.781] | Won’t be moved by what I see |
| [04:38.092] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [04:41.277] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [04:45.561] | Complacency to apathy |
| [04:48.737] | Running wild on make believe |
| [04:51.929] | A panacea to legacy |
| [04:55.640] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [04:58.836] | To apathy dependency |
| [00:29.913] | There' s a dead sky rising on the dark horizon |
| [00:37.832] | With the reason and the rhyme of a hurricane |
| [00:44.130] | There' s an empire falling and a future calling |
| [00:52.617] | As the seasons and the times move on again |
| [01:30.569] | Do we find solutions in a constitution |
| [01:37.747] | Has the reason we designed it gone away |
| [01:43.863] | Do we find repentence to suspend our sentence |
| [01:52.645] | Because the seasons and the times don' t want to wait |
| [02:53.422] | Once there was a city left to ruin |
| [02:58.311] | Alone and broken down |
| [03:01.495] | The walls that once gave shelter |
| [03:03.613] | Are levelled to the ground |
| [03:07.071] | Powerless to cope for there was |
| [03:09.462] | Noone left to trust |
| [03:11.853] | Nothing there to hope for when your |
| [03:16.584] | Dreams have turned to dust |
| [03:18.082] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [03:20.566] | They' re counting up their prize |
| [03:22.951] | But all that they' ve accounted |
| [03:25.881] | Is the sum of their demise |
| [03:29.462] | Won' t be moved by what I see |
| [03:31.989] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [03:35.438] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [03:39.151] | Complacency to apathy |
| [03:42.343] | Running wild on make believe |
| [03:45.531] | A panacea to legacy |
| [03:48.988] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [03:52.176] | To apathy dependency |
| [03:59.988] | Once there was a city from the ashes |
| [04:04.337] | Arising up with faith |
| [04:06.991] | So eager as she rushes |
| [04:09.389] | To make the same mistakes |
| [04:12.845] | Our fine veneer of progress |
| [04:15.244] | Only covers us so far |
| [04:18.420] | It only takes a crisis |
| [04:20.817] | To reveal the way we are |
| [04:23.465] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [04:26.686] | To borrow from their foes |
| [04:29.327] | The debts are only mounting |
| [04:31.720] | That' s the way the money goes |
| [04:35.781] | Won' t be moved by what I see |
| [04:38.092] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [04:41.277] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [04:45.561] | Complacency to apathy |
| [04:48.737] | Running wild on make believe |
| [04:51.929] | A panacea to legacy |
| [04:55.640] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [04:58.836] | To apathy dependency |
| [00:29.913] | There' s a dead sky rising on the dark horizon |
| [00:37.832] | With the reason and the rhyme of a hurricane |
| [00:44.130] | There' s an empire falling and a future calling |
| [00:52.617] | As the seasons and the times move on again |
| [01:30.569] | Do we find solutions in a constitution |
| [01:37.747] | Has the reason we designed it gone away |
| [01:43.863] | Do we find repentence to suspend our sentence |
| [01:52.645] | Because the seasons and the times don' t want to wait |
| [02:53.422] | Once there was a city left to ruin |
| [02:58.311] | Alone and broken down |
| [03:01.495] | The walls that once gave shelter |
| [03:03.613] | Are levelled to the ground |
| [03:07.071] | Powerless to cope for there was |
| [03:09.462] | Noone left to trust |
| [03:11.853] | Nothing there to hope for when your |
| [03:16.584] | Dreams have turned to dust |
| [03:18.082] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [03:20.566] | They' re counting up their prize |
| [03:22.951] | But all that they' ve accounted |
| [03:25.881] | Is the sum of their demise |
| [03:29.462] | Won' t be moved by what I see |
| [03:31.989] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [03:35.438] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [03:39.151] | Complacency to apathy |
| [03:42.343] | Running wild on make believe |
| [03:45.531] | A panacea to legacy |
| [03:48.988] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [03:52.176] | To apathy dependency |
| [03:59.988] | Once there was a city from the ashes |
| [04:04.337] | Arising up with faith |
| [04:06.991] | So eager as she rushes |
| [04:09.389] | To make the same mistakes |
| [04:12.845] | Our fine veneer of progress |
| [04:15.244] | Only covers us so far |
| [04:18.420] | It only takes a crisis |
| [04:20.817] | To reveal the way we are |
| [04:23.465] | The kings are in the counting house |
| [04:26.686] | To borrow from their foes |
| [04:29.327] | The debts are only mounting |
| [04:31.720] | That' s the way the money goes |
| [04:35.781] | Won' t be moved by what I see |
| [04:38.092] | Anger fear and jealousy |
| [04:41.277] | Losing hold of liberty |
| [04:45.561] | Complacency to apathy |
| [04:48.737] | Running wild on make believe |
| [04:51.929] | A panacea to legacy |
| [04:55.640] | Watch it flow from liberty |
| [04:58.836] | To apathy dependency |