Architects

Are there no fighters left here anymore? Are we the generation we've been waiting for? Or are we patiently burning Waiting to be saved? Our heroes, our icons have mellowed with age Following rules that they once disobeyed They're now being led when they used to lead the way Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before? Are you out there on the front lines Or at home keeping score? And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate? Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create? They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base Concrete solutions to slow our decay And when they are gone Who the fuck's gonna take their place? Yeah, will it be the cynics, the critics galore? The cliché apathetic passed out on the floor The trusting complicit who collectively ignore Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before? Are you out there on the front lines Or at home keeping score? And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate? Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create? Don't you remember when you were young And you wanted to set the world on fire? Somewhere deep down, I know you do And don't you remember when we were young And we wanted to set the world on fire? 'Cause I still am, and I still do Make no mistake We are not afraid To bear the burden of repeating What they're thinking anyway Let's raise the stakes On the bet we made Let's decide to be the architects The masters of our fate Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before And after everything we've seen here maybe even more And I know we're not the only ones and we were not the first Unapologetically we'll stand behind each word