heart of the country

orange lights, they flood the square, mechanical eyes pierce everywhere, still you can touch the heart of darkness here, within these neon veins, from grey to black, then pitched and more, our new towns an open sore, projects torn by feudal law, waiting to explode. we're living in restricted zones, as the heart of this country grows cold, living in restricted zones, as the heart of this country grows cold, you don't need conspiracies, read the walls and you will see, our nation bleeds anxiety, in every darkened room, there are many ways to break a man, that don't require a heavy hand, poisoned air, squandered land, those silent killing floors, we're living in restricted zones, as the heart of this country grows cold, living in restricted zones, as the heart of this country grows cold, i've come so far to find some heart in this country, i need a song i can call my own, i've searched so hard to find the heart of this country, but all i found was a restricted zone, we're dying in restricted zones, at the heart of this country, disowned, dying in restricted zones, at the heart of this country, disowned