In this withered state Obstruction of sight Tainted visions Familiar by the millions Conjoined by a Smear campaign Look here See here Be here Fear their opinions If they're not one of us Then they don't give a fuck
A kind of tribalism But not so tribal is it When things change so frequently
Hate is a currency Traded way too often Afforded by the rich and Silent minority A secret society Composing or conspiring It always has been all the same With no distinctions
A hint of new disgrace Remnants of past disorderly Conduct mildly changing as
Time would permit But still keeping its shape Recognize the stench As it pollutes the environment And leaves behind a foul taste The same from a long Time ago
We're in this moment Forever torment And it lasts for as long As we accept
Some will pray and hope That eventually things will be More orderly Staring out into nothing As they give thanks
A hint of new disgrace Remnants of past disorderly Conduct mildly changing as
Time would permit But still keeping its shape Recognize the stench As it pollutes the environment And leaves behind a foul taste The same from a long Time agoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
