One slow breath might be all we have left
One slow breath might be all we have left
Ugly face of the New World Order
Approaches around the darkest corner of 1984
The monkeys cheer on the war

Have things changed at all?
Are we still a bunch of slaves?
Cradle to the grave we are
Free souls trapped inside a cage
Programmed for their system
To die inside a prison
But until there is no air to breathe
And we cannot dare to dream
Our last nightmare, lonely screams
The spirit in the abyss

What've done to him? What've done to him?

The spirit in the abyss what becomes of it?
What becomes of it?

Escape the sinking ship
The institutions that you know and trust
All turned out to be a bluff

Society's corrupt you finally had enough
Tie the rope around my neck
The souls are trapped inside our flesh

Freedom what's that?
One slow breath one slow breath
One slow breath one slow breath

Freedom what's that?
One slow breath one slow breath
One slow breath one slow breath

One slow breath one slow breath
One slow breath one slow breath

One slow breath one slow breath
One slow breath one slow breath

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, WARP MUSIC LIMITED
Writer(s): ANTON A NEWCOMBE, SHAUN RIVERS