Thrice
The Abolition of Man (Revisited)
Wake up everyone, it's not too late
To save the remnants of our hearts, so stop giving up
Our last shot at love, our only chance to find the meaning of
The beat beneath the blood

We laugh at honor and are shocked when we find knives in our backs
We follow those who cheat and steal
Look in my eyes, you won’t find your way back
Our only compass smashed under our own heels

Reason abandoned
To appetites and addicts' arms
Shotguns and silence
Have always been the best charms

Wake up еveryone, it's not too late
To savе the remnants of our hearts, so stop giving up
Our last shot at love, our only chance to find the meaning of
The beat beneath the blood

We laugh at honor and are shocked when we find knives in our backs
We follow those who cheat and steal
Look in my eyes, you won’t find your way back
Our only compass smashed under our own heels and our iron will

The abolition of man is within the
The reach of science
But are we so far gone
That we'll try it?