Cognitive Isolation - Speak Lyrics

I want to feel the ground give way
I want to feel your bones break
The sickness that resides in me
Can't be cured by an apothecary
I look in the glass it reflects my face
But I don't recognize it anyway
I beat myself black and blue
There is no stopping (me) you

One day you'll be set free
Our chains will break, we will hear
Why no one else can see
You will look back at the streets

Of Kiriban
Of Kiriban
Of Kiriban
The streets of Kiriban

Better get back in line Or face the hand of wrath
No grace will be given to you
The ones who said our time is due

In Kiriban
In Kiriban
In Kiriban
In the streets of Kiriban

So what's the point, what's to be said?
Are we all better off gone?
Will we pick ourselves up on our feet?
Or will we wander forever in the streets?

In Kiriban
In Kiriban
In Kiriban
In the streets of Kiriban