Sick Of It All

No more, no more
The cries of the ones you
Serve go unheard, ignored
With patronizing smiles you move on, and on
An agenda all your own
While the pain and scorn
Are yours and yours alone to stop
It's been said all before
But you choose to ignore
And the ones that you burn
Will be the ones to see you fall
You test the innocent and watch them bleed
You test the innocent, we'll watch you bleed
What's right, what's just
The lines of right and wrong have been
Blurred and crossed
So many times the ideals are lost
Your voices numb our minds