To Die in Peace Lyrics

How very much I've loved you

How very much I've tried my best to give you the good life

and in spite of all that I've tried

a handful of people with their lies

have made our lives impossible

Holy wars

Still replay

Care too much

Go insane

Forked tongues dig

Shallow graves

Mothers weep

Sons decay

Sinews stretch and snap for a conquest

Run by pedophile geriatrics

Wheel in incumbents on their stretchers

Empty our pockets to rape the world

Roll atrocity propaganda

We all play our own Truman Show roles

Faceless passersby – no convictions

Am I the only one that's alive?

Is this all there really is?

'Cause this is all it ever was

I'm tired of being tired of being scared of everything

It's all I ever knew

Too prideful to opt out, too weary to endure

The decadent gluttons won't have to die in war

While the land that hates you tells you to give your life

For another useless racket across the pond

Bread and circuses keep that mouth shut

False flags rectify wrong opinions

My guns collecting dust for too long

Read my lips: suck my dick. Fight your own war

Beetles on our backs or hamsters in our wheels

Whatever metaphor fits we have long been

Demagogues

Shrug their shoulders

Strong stare back in fear

Shaking like leaves

Maybe we

Get what we deserve

Hedonistic shells

Goad from afar

In your sleep

Dawn arises

As a mushroom cloud

Simple and swift

To know

To dare

To want

And to be silent

Too much to ask

To die in peace

Every exhale of peace is supplanted by a gasp of the sewage of worry deep in my lungs and out of my control

Ever-flowing still the dam is yet to be broken

Beneath the suds of uncertainty, no surface tension can be broken through to gasp again

Buried in the shit of our world

To the bottom of the septic, I descend

Every arrow points us to the end

Is it too much to be left alone?

At this point, what do we offer

To the rest of the world?

S.S.R.I's

Drone strikes, Five Eyes

Myocarditis, Patriot Acts

Rapeseed, red dye

I never wanted a part of this

Carcinogenic chemicals in the farms

Castrating anyone who'd rebel

Feeding the leviathans we've become

Erase all the morals from the past

Force a vacuous life in its place

Telling you it's never been better than this

You will own nothing, and you're gonna like it

Hindsight's always 20/20

But it won't matter when it's been wiped clean

Everything's coming to a head at once

Close your eyes and pull a card and that's your doom

Impossibility of ownership

Is the gas on the pile of desperate men

Nothing ever happens 'til it does

Plunge your head into the dirt until it comes

Kali Yuga's ending early by the hands of mankind

We are all just educated monkeys tripping land mines

Whether it's a bug or nuke or blackouts in the main land

I know I'll worry the last good days away with no plan

Take a last look at your family

This is the point of no turning back

Too much to ask

To die in peace

To know, to dare

To want, and to be silent

So, is this all there really is?

'Cause this is all it ever was

I'm tired of being tired of being scared of everything

It's all I ever knew

Too prideful to opt out, too weary to endure

The visions of bodies washing up on the shore

Shackle me in peacetime with nothing to enjoy

I've drawn the conclusion

I'm a coward

I'm a coward

I'm a coward

Put a gun in my hand