Architects (2)

Are there no fighters left here anymore?
Are we the generation we've been waiting for?
Are we patiently burning, waiting to be saved?

Our heroes and icons have mellowed with age
Following rules that they once disobeyed
They're now being lead 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? Go

They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base
Concrete solutions to slow our decay
But when they are gone
Who the fuck's gonna take their place?

Yeah, will it be the cynic, the critics galore
You say how pathetic, passed out on the floor
This trustee complicit
Who collectively ignored

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?

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 now to everything we've seen
And maybe even more

I know we're not the only ones
And we were not the first
And unapologetically
We stand behind these words

Arquitectos (2)

Es que no quedan mas luchadores aqui?
Somos la generacion por la que hemos estado esperando?
Estamos ardiendo pacientemente, esperando a ser salvados?

Nuestros heroes y nuestros iconos han madurado con la edad
Siguiendo las reglas que una vez desobedecieron
Ahora ellos estan siendo guiados cuando ellos solian guiar el camino

Tu aun crees en todas las cosas
Que defendias antes?
Estas ahi fuera en la primera linea
O en casa guardando el resultado?

Y te importa ser la capa
De los ladrillos que sellan tu destino?
O preferirias ser el arquitecto
De lo que podriamos crear? Ve

Ellos establecieron los planos, ellos erigieron una base
Soluciones concretas para relentizar nuestra decadencia
Pero cuando ellos se hayan ido
Quien carajos va a tomar su lugar?

Yeah, sera el cinico, el critico
Tu dices que patetico, desmayado en el suelo
Este fideicomiso complicit
Quien en conjunto no hizo caso

Tu aun crees en todas las cosas
Que defendias antes?
Estas ahi fuera en la primera linea
O en casa guardando el resultado?

Y te importa ser la capa
De los ladrillos que sellan tu destino?
O preferirias ser el arquitecto
De lo que podriamos crear?

No recuerdas cuando eras joven
Y querias incendiar el mundo en llamas
En alguna parte se que lo haces

Y no recueras cuando eramos jovenes
Y queriamos incendiar el mundo en llamas
Porque yo aun lo quiero y aun lo hago

No te confundas, no tenemos miedo
De cargar la carga de repetir lo que ellos piensan de todos modos
Subamos las apuestas en la apuesta que hicimos
Decidamos ser los arquitectos, los lideres de nuestro destino

Yeah, aun creemos en todas las cosas
Que antes defendiamos
Y ahora para ver todo lo que hemos visto
Quizas aun mas

Se que no somos los unicos
Y no seremos los primeros
Y inexcusandonos
Nos paramos detras de esas palabras