More Ashton Kutcher, Less Al Pacino Lyrics

Do you hear voices screaming sacred mourning?
Deal with what's withering away from me
Call out the problems and the flaws dishonest
Then can you deal with consequence of the end.

Go, runaway
From a world you couldn't control so don't
Say save my soul
From the truth that's killing the faith

Question the motives of controlled corruption
Now take a look at yourself again
Does it feel empty and/or inconsistent?
Does it seem like his work is done all in vane?