The Line

The innocents have had it with the failures
 The innocents have shown composure and given time
 The guilty, the immoral, free to target -- plague without restraint
 The arrogance is left unchecked; entitlement runs wild
 Intimidate within a place we've trusted to be safe
 To keep our sisters out of harm's way
 But everything is broken
 Just how many lives have felt the strain
 Of ethics, honor, self-control -- corroded and decayed?
 We've found our voice
 We know our strength
 This truth will liberate
 We know our light
 We know our power
 And you should be afraid
 You're moving, you're moving
 So very, very close to the line
 You're crossing the boundary
 We see you, and there's nowhere left to hide
 No pain can be undone
 And not all suffering can be overcome
 How many more stories have we not yet heard?
 Phallus in hand, attempted force
 Label the victim as a whore
 Every account swiftly ignored
 Fuck the protectors
 Fuck the silent
 There is no savior for you
 Our angels will have justice
 This world belongs to the pure and true
 You fucking coward
 You fucking liar
 You'll get yours, motherfucker
 We shine brighter and brighter still
 You're moving, you're moving
 So very, very close to the line
 You're crossing the boundary
 We see you, and there's nowhere left to hide
 You're moving, you're moving
 So very, very close to the line
 You're crossing the boundary
 We see you, and there's nowhere left to hide
 We shine brighter