• THE CITY’S POLLUTED BY MINDS FULL OF HATE
    DRUGS IN THE WATER AND OUR SOILS
    SLEEP WELL LOCKED IN DREAMS COLORED SLATE
    IGNORE MONSTERS MADE OF SILK AND BOILS

    IGNORANT PIGS IN A ONE-SIDED WORLD
    TUNNEL VISION IN THE SUN
    BEATEN ON THE FLOOR, HE REMAINS THERE CURLED
    PRETEND YOU AREN’T THE ONLY ONE

    HAPPINESS HIDES IN NUMBERED SHEET AND COIN
    WHILE DEATH SEEPS FROM THE SKY
    FROM THE BLAME OF THIS YOU SHALL ELOIN
    I ALWAYS KNEW YOU WOULD GO AWRY

    WE’LL WATCH THE WOLD DIE
    FROM OUR PINE-BASED FORTRESS
    DARK SMOKE AND FLAME SHALL DEFY
    AND LEAVE US ANSWERLESS