we aren t sons of our fathers sins we don t inherit iniquities we aren t heirs to thrones of greed we don t wear the gold they ve thieved and schemed you don t choose your name just what you leave in your wake we are born all of us innocent we don t wear the wounds of a dying man no ties no allegiance to majesties no veil to blind your reasoning no script rehearsed in all you speak own your words in the voice you sing you don t choose your name just what you leave in your wake we are born all of us innocent we don t wear the wounds of a dying man oooooh no cause to fight for buried kings let be what legions they ve conceived no oaths to swear or give repeat all words are yours to ink and sing you don t choose your name just what you leave in your wake