[Embury, Greenway]

Rant long and loud

Repeat 'til you're blue in the face

Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak?

Their silence is deafening

From the havens of thieves and kings

Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds

Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time

Their silence is deafening

From the retreats of tamed apologists

Their disdain is crippling

For those whose crises they have fixed

I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be scraped off

A trace of filth to be scraped off

Yet when it's you who's in their debt

The strong-arm brings you to your knees

So much for "progressive authority"

A trace of filth to be scraped off

Power for the powerless - well, where?

Screaming at the wall to make more sense...

... I melt back into indifference

The silence is deafening

The silence is deafening

The silence is deafening