[Verse 1]

Culled from the faction

Authentic and mundane

It's so mundane

A penchant for submission

Never quite explained

It's not explained

Primitive in theory

Proximate and crude

It's always crude

A parable of malady

White and blue

White and blue

Go!

[Verse 2]

Talk about liberty

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

Provisional freedom

Unkempt and unclean

It's so unclean

Am I awake, or am I asleep?

Am I asleep?

Imprisoned within

What is left of me

What's left of me

Go!

[Chorus]

Knocked down, dragged out

Face down in mud

Chewed up, spit out

This can’t bе won

Cannon fodder

Lights out for you

Death in the air

Wе’re not the same

Glued to the past

We play this game

Blind allegiance

Let that flag wave

[Verse 3]

Pulled from the action

Pathetic and sun-stained

It's all sun-stained

A merchant for attrition

Never more ashamed

We're not ashamed

Images of glory

Obstinate and skewed

It's always skewed

A burial of tragedy

And [?]

[?]

Go!

[Chorus]

Knocked down, dragged out

Face down in mud

Chewed up, spit out

This can’t be won

Cannon fodder

Lights out for you

Death in the air

We’re not the same

Glued to the past

We play this game

Blind allegiance

Let that flag wave

[Bridge]

The faction, so mundane

Submission, not explained

In theory, it's so crude

Malady, white and blue

Liberty, what's it mean?

Your freedom

So unclean

Am I awake?

Or am I asleep?

Imprisoned within

[Outro]

What's left of me

What's left of me

What's left of me, me

What's left of me

What's left of me