1. Predecessor

From the recording Technocracy


(verse 1)
Sleepless nights are filled with wonder
My body rests with troubles on the mind
Show this life has so much to offer
Struggling for meaning for my own

One day we all pass on
Prepare for the world when I’m gone
The wicked men say the golden rules dead (now)

(verse 2)
Do what must be done like any decent man
Upon your shoulders lies the weight of the world
When days grow long just keep pushing on
Awaken by the burden and back at it by dawn

(chorus) repeat
Go son, prove them wrong, one day we all pass on