I did my time, and I want out! So effusive— fade — it doesn't cut This soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening Packaging subversion Pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save Sinking in, getting smaller again I'm done; it has begun I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all We throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me
Oh, there are cracks in the road we laid But when the temple fell The secrets have gone mad This is nothing new, but when we killed it all The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess? We could start over Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong Now there's only emptiness Venomous, insipid I think we're done I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all We throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead The limits of the dead The limits of the dead The limits of the dead
Fake antifascist lie I tried to tell you, but Your Purple Hearts are giving out Can't stop a killing idea If it's hunting season Is this what you want? I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all We throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all We throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see The preservation of the martyr in me