Morality Sanctions piosenki

Now there will be no talk of peace, While there's hatred in my voice, Now your gun's against my head, So make your fucking choice. Let's get it over with. 

I don't know this place, Plenty I don't know. But I think I knew it's name, That was long ago. Unrecognisable; The scars from the attacks, All signs pointing down, All roads lead to collapse. Soul is dead. Heart is gone. Now we're moving,...

And so you get away, With a slap on the wrist, While some other poor fuck, Deals with what you did. Lucid dreams; Asleep at the wheel. Drive out all mercy, I could ever feel. We have failed you, All of us. We have failed you, All of us,...

Morality sanctions, Mandated sympathy, Line up for your hand-outs, Subsidised misery. No more grinning faces, At least not naturally, Look into the eyes of your monster, You birthed this atrocity. Modern man is worthless, Held up by coward'...

Like a maggot, Writhing in a corpse, Your presence here, Means that all is lost. He's used to being a nomad, But he can't seem to take flight. His greedy stomach weighs him down, He's a natural parasite. With gold he lines his pockets, With...

Wonder turns to stone. Giant in the bone. Dust is statuesque. Death is in the flesh. I accept my fate. I'll drag around this weight. Erode until it's gone. What have I become? Starving on empty stomachs, Clawing for the light, A thousand...

Everyone's dead, Until someone dies, Rearing your head, They're no longer alive. Everyone's calm, Until someone freaks. Not worth your weight, In the air that you breathe. Smoke up your arse, Coins on your eyes, Everyone's dead, Until s...

Admiration, Turns into complacence. You dream to dance and sing, You pretty little thing. Family are nothing, But stepping stones or broken. You spit on all your kin, You pretty little thing. Vapid. Useless. Not brave enough to do this. Y...

Anarchy by conduct. Rebellious product. Tumour revolution. Unite against a movement. Hear the bourgeoisie calling, Dark days ahead are dawning. Red and black skies at morning; Black sunset sent them sprawling. Dreams in head, Hope in heart,...

Drink yourself half to death, Then half to death again, Head is like your empty glass; There's nothing in your brain. Lip is bust but tongue intact, A hailstorm of broken glass, Razor sharp, unlike your wit, Drown in blood and piss and spit....

Whispers, In the gutter, Burnt bridges that, They're living under, Now we see the godless man, Live in fear of irrelevance. Lightning, Strikes, But never, Twice. Money, power, fame, Unimaginable shame. 

Who are you, Discarding name or occupation? Who are you, With no tribe or nation? Who are you, With no culture or creed? Who are you?