~The soul of the nation slowly withers (in the howl of the empty wind)
As the spring lays, crushed beneath the hammer (the invisible flame)
My vision sears the crowded square (as the mouth of injustice grins)
This routed place (fire runs through my veins)
I choose to expire
You're all on the brink of compromise(as the steel in my nerve sets in)
Mass concessions in defeated eyes (I carry the cries)
A terrible kindness to break the thrall (in my end a new world begins)
I strike the match (it's not me who dies)
And let it fall~Lamb Of God