Awake. Cheer and joy all around. We won the war.
Sit up. Find my feet and hear the news. Something's wrong.
Half the world is suffering as I just as - a massacre
And yet the parades continue as I speak;
The irony is disgusting me.
Each mask and animal covering the ignorance
That each face wears so proudly.
My vision is distorted but I see through your disguise.
In due time you'll name me captain of this sinking vessel that we are living on.
As humans evolve into tiny fucking fish,
Just another escape.
Half the world defines defense with weapons as words,
A massacre.
And yet our laws are passed for peace.
The irony is disgusting me.
With flagpoles as paws and children for arms,
They're howling to their Lord.
On this black day he confirmed their faith,
as blood runs down the walls.
My ship's in a bottle about to break
And I'll surely die in the fall.
Mine's a wish whispered to the hurricane outside these walls.
Mine's a breath confessing my love to her.
Beloved sings an elegy, sealed with a solemn kiss.
Her hands are cold as she weeps. I know I must fight this.
Thanatos! He's heard our desperate calls as these worlds blur.
The death-god soon will be here.
We'll break up the parades and gather infantry.
Defending what world we have left.
She tries to hold him down - his dimentia's taken over.
He throws a punch to her head. Escaping from his manor
into the world.
Their God is wise,
Printing the lies in the newspapers they're bringing home.
Their God is wise,
Diverting eyes from the blood they spilled this day.
Yet he knows the truth that escapes their minds
As he fights to bring them to reality.
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