Abatoir - Dystopia

Living here
Crushed by fear
Why do they feed
When I bleed
I want to know
Why I belong here

And I run
Into new Sun
It must be near
Clearly now I feel
Just like the one
God's burning sun

We all live in this Dystopia
No one is free from fear
Want to fly up to the Moon
But We are still chained here

Social hell
Brooding well
Frantic eyes
Swallowing lies
The sum of my fears
Allows me to kill