Rattlesnake - Cancer Bats

Grind this decade

To move or let it fall

To crush the instinct that exists to make us all evolve

Earn this message

Breathe every syllable

This is the moment where your weakness pulls your very soul

Clear horizon

What we’re approaching will impact the fabric of us all

Cold arrival

Once we have landed there’s no turning back or second calls

We are the vindicated

We are the executors

Clear horizon

To where we’re going, we don’t need directions just a soul

Cold arrival

To hit the ground we’re running never ending get involved

Grind this decade

To reap or let it crash

This is the very question that will make us ever last

Earn this message

Live it in every task

To feel it coursing through your nervous system hard and fast

We are the vindicated

We are the executors

We’re the masters of our own control

(Hey! Hey!)

You’ll never get it

So cut us out and we’ll just let it roll

You’ll never get out

You’ll never get out

Were we ever so young, so dumb so brave?

Looking back, hourglass, who knew who’d known?

Place a bet it would last, nothing ever set in stone

Looking back, hourglass, our truest colours shown

Are we even human?

How can we not

Are we even living while those just rot?