Well onward we move on we conform
In our third world uniforms
With nothing but a product and a prayer
And the emptiness that is there
There is death, there is birth
There's love and there is a hurt
There's a heartache and there is guilt
On ressurection hill
What am I driving towards
I've come to collect my reward
Make me an offer I can't refuse
I'd give up liberty and my views
There is loss, there is spite
There's wrong and there is a right
There's a longing gone unfulfilled
On ressurection hill
Autonomy does not exist
You need to know that you'll be missed
When you go into the unknown
You need someone to drive you home
There is death, there is birth
Every second on this earth
There's a heartache and there is guilt
On ressurection hill x3
Ressurection hill
