Lyrics Dystopia - The Underground Youth

As the fresh held fire of passion burns inside of you,
A backwards nod to Casanova's god and what love can drive you to,
When light relief from fake belief begins to drive you sane,
Delirium hits and drags you back, like our old friend Verlaine,
This exotic magic that you've been told always to believe,
Just dampens the flames of what you my friend could one day hope to achieve,
Given a chance to stand up high and let yourself be heard,
You have no chance,
They silence you and kill your every word.