Verse 1

I can influence the future, alas not redeem the past

All these empty promises, are still nailed to the mast

I could say I’m sorry, that would be a lie

Stand here feigning sorrow, shed false tears from my eye

Verse 2

My vanity it breaks you, desecration of the womb

Scarring natural beauty, too soon to be my tomb

This casual adoration, admiration which I crave

Consumer aspiration, damnation to the grave 

Chorus

Now’s the time to, draw a line, what do we believe

See the sign, stop this crime, change and grant reprieve

Redefine, realign, unspin the web we weave 

The choice is mine to define what legacy to leave