Paint It Black

Caught in the act, you fucking thief. Give it back; it's not yours to keep. I guess you're trying to prove that candy-coated bullshit still goes down smooth, So we won't choke or gag, just wave the white flag. You're intimidated so you stick with the sickness...

While you were watching your back, they kicked in your front door. Do you think that you can launch a counterattack, lying face down on the floor? How do you expect to heed the call, blindfolded, back against the wall? Digging graves for the promised lan...

Iw as running out of breath, I was running out of time. Every clock tick reminds (me) that I'm falling behind. We are one skin; you can't convince me to believe in sin. Language has us wired to explode, we know how to hold on and how to let go. When it feels l...

Wipe that smile off your face. This is not happy hour. I'm not in the mood to celebrate, no. You're mixing cocktails while we're mixing concrete. Fortifying bunkers and preparing for the retreat. You'll keep playing word games to disguise the cost. Just keep u...

Underneath our feet; broken glass and concrete. These kids don't walk alone; they own these city streets. Of course they know that freedom sometimes stings. Halogen halos, two wheels for wings. Cranes loom like gallows overhead, and the setting sun paints...

You better lock your doors, find a place to hide. build the walls thick and dig the trenches wide. The perimeter's secure; it's the "great divide". You can make believe that you'll never have to go outside. Burn the hive. No one here gets out alive. We'd have...

This is not an argument. It's a one-sided diatribe, and I'm on the wrong side. It's not a traffic stop. But I'm sure you'd make a pretty good cop. This is not a photograph. We never advertise, just cut them down to size. These are your rules of engagemen...

Hands on our hearts but no patriot hymn. We pray for better days but don’t believe in sin. We are the pride and the disgrace. We sing of world’s end with a smile on our face. Fraudulent allegiances, cheap facades, our father’s flags, our mother’s gods. We...

Ignore history. A charm school success story. Top of the class in Slash & Burn Diplomacy. Setting phasers to stun is no fun. So says the syllabus for Blitzkrieg 101. So Johnny get your gun. You singed your wings, flew too close to the sun. Too bad you nev...

Last call for the bloodsuckers, heaters, and parasites. You're been relieved of duty, so let's call it a night. You'd better sleep tight, and get your head right. No more backdoor deals, it's not a fair fight. You're beating plowshares into swords and taking y...

I kiss the ground and you embrace the sky. I dig myself into a fucking hole while you unfold and learn to fly. That's the way it went. I watched you descent. You got your wings clipped, and your halo bent. Scratching our initials into wet cement is as close as...

Regression is my obsession. I keep screaming, never learned my lesson. Demolition is out best invention, and our favorite mode of transgression. (End Transmission) Kick, snare, amp blare, We're black & blue but we don't care. Iron lung, broken rung; awai...

We rattle chains, and we question how we are trained. We speak words profane. We'll be banging pots and pans until you understand: We're following a different plan. Tried to live the good life, I just wasn't good enough. Tried to live the simple life, I wasn't...

Liar, liar, with devils conspire. You're tapping wires and setting fires. Too tired to do what our conscience requires. that's what you get when you preach to the choir. When the smoke gets thick, you're quick to rick your constituents. It's like, "touch me, I...

We're more than just the sum of our parts. Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts. And who the fuck are they to tell us where we can and can't find divinity? We looked around and found their god nowhere in the vicinity. Because I see too much hunger and...

Instead of "welcome home," you looked at me and asked, "How is this gonna end?" When the wind beats against our hollow bones, we're only forced to run for shelter again. We're staring at different stars in the same night sky, and it's different songs that...

I know that some days it feels like a 9 to 5 deathmarch. And that's half the waking day taken away. I'm pretty sure that we imagined something more. Don't let that fire in your eyes flicker and fade. They're experts at extinguishing hope, so you better hold it...

I bet you never though you'd see me scratching at air like an amputee. So what's left? I've got a head like a trainwreck. Who's keeping count of the casualties? Fatigue thrusts its jackhammer fists into my eyes, but I'm afraid to lie down. Afraid to slow do...

Enter the plague-bearers throwing stones. The not-in-god's-name swearers picking through the bones. A refuge for cowards and hypocrites. Their traps are baited and their fuses lit. Preachers proselytize, and cancers metastasize. And you've been properly anesth...

If I had a hammer, it would probably by covered in rust. I've got a broom and a dustpan, but they're covered in dust. I tried to fill the cracks. But they're everywhere in this town. This place is haunted and I'm gonna have to burn it down. We've got to s...

You better watch who you call "backwards," Who you call "uncivilized." Treat people like pigeons, I hope they peck out your eyes. Throwing crumbs and passing judgement, nobody asked you to import that shit I see paradise and you see pavement, Your renovation...

Cannibals & kings take swings at death. We fall in line and march in step. The ones with forked tongues have placed their bets. Their reliance on our silence marks the way that we will pay their debts. It's invisible and it kills us slowly, day after d...

I checked the pilot lights and double-checked all the locks. But the captain's asleep at the wheel. We're heading straight for the rocks. I've got the anxiety blocked. Nose to the grindstone, both eyes on the clock. It's a matter of trust. They want to re-writ...

It's got nothing to do with luck, & it's got nothing to do with sin. You said, "God's got it in for you. You're fucked," but I don't believe in him. Standing underneath stars and satellites. The sky is not falling on my head tonight. I can see it out of...

I've got war on my mind all the time. A fuckin’ a slave to the bottom line. Do you recognize that sound? That's your little white lie breaking down. It's coming back around Selling us shit, hand over fist, we're sitting ducks and I'm sick of it. Do you really...

Lowered expectations met. Once were wolves, now domesticated pets. Hijacked syntax, footprints on our backs. I guess in retrospect we should have covered our tracks. But we see what's underneath, the empty threat when they bare their teeth. Like priests we sp...

I used to feel safe, oblivious to the mess I left in my wake. Now I try to give more than I take. But there’s more at stake than the nights I spent awake. It turns out I’ve got a selfish streak, and I repeat the same mistakes. Seconds, hours, minutes, d...

They're running their mouths about original sin again. Somehow we're similar simians, on a steady diet of carcinogens. We'll be the weathermen, warning of the black skies ahead. Broadcasting live from the City of the Dead. The forecast is for hail, locusts...

So you're the fucking tin man? If you only had a heart. Your eyes are rusted shut, too caught up in yourself to start Letting down your guard, or trying to discard your insulation. You got fired before you could retire or hand in your resignation. You...

Sweep out the cobwebs & recalibrate the currency. They're robbing us blind. They're trimming the fat, and counting every calorie. Can't you see that they're robbing us blind? Inveterate invertebrates ingest and regurgitate. They are robbing us blind. There...

There's a price on our heads. Remember when we couldn't give it away? They want to see us dead, but they'll be happy just to watch the decay. And I've been reading about our demise. Trying to see myself through your eyes. Well, it's an open casket wake. Enjoy...

We try to decipher the truth from the lie. There were bolder lines in those analog times. Station after station, a catalog of capitulations. “Abort mission”? This is no fucking solution. Digging tunnels under Babylon is not sufficient. And I think I know...

We are the sound and the fury. We're what's left of the hope and the glory. Foreshadowed by the dust in the ghost town, and the rust of the factory shutdown. I've got a fistful of crumbs, and a mouthful of lies. Everyone needs a hobby. Ours is suicide. We...

He says he wants to get better, but first he has to get a little sicker. He holds his tongue like he holds his liquor. Too young to call it quits. Too old to settle for nostalgia, so he settles for this. Too scared to slow down and find out what he missed....

They've got an army of accountants counting matchsticks, And an arsenal of distraction tactics. They'll use our senses against us: Manipulating desire and consensus. And they'll use guns, They'll use tear gas. I can hear the sound of boots on broken plate glas...

This is a sermon for the vermon. A song to draw blood. A finger in the dam trying to hold back the flood. We are down, but we're still not out. We struggle with faith in the face of doubt. So is it a crime to think that we've found something more sublime? Tha...

What will it take to wake you up? What will it take to shake you up? I won't sleep at all tonight. I'm not alright, and you're too fucking polite. Would you call this a hit and run? Can you tell the beating drum from the smoking gun? Not to be outdone, we'v...

Too quick to step up with the fisticuffs, I think it's time that someone called our bluff. We can't create so we denigrate, We don't know how to love so we settle for hate. We're running out of time We're running out of time So let's step out of line, a...

We play the early bird. Their schemes are absurd, buy in and get burned. We discern at day’s end we’re just food for the worms, so we work at what we love, and live on our own terms. And the gears still turn. Will you remain devout, devoured day in and d...