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 desserts, go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all your 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

There are cracks in the road we lay
But where the temple fell
The secret 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, insepid
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

Fake anti-fascist lie
I tried to tell you but
Your purple hearts are giving out
Can't stop the 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

The liits of the Dead...