Now, here is where the dysfunction lays
there's a battle ground breathing in your brain
war drums, beating on the plane
dropping bombs just for the sake of saying
we sent you a letter home, did you get it
the aftermath of the explosion let us know
lord knows we entered the coordinates ourselves
there is no ordinance to protect against that which
was purposefully dealt, I hope you felt it
I hope the radiation burns, I hope the scars last
a life time, I hope when you finally die there's no
ashes for urns...i hope the quarantine subjects
you to a life a solitary ailments and no treatment
I hope the TV's in your 20 mile wide radius
play this so you see IT...i hope when your electricity
runs out and your infected run rampant, your dreams
try to forget this but your nightmares preach IT.
I hope all the things you cherish are reduced to
smoldering smog, I hope you lose everyone you
love in the fall out and fog, I hope the toxic oxygen
tears up your lungs, I hope you never see the sun
I hope you find a mirror, or a puddle clear enough
to see what you've become. I hope monster on the
outside turns on the victim on your inside
I hope you cry for salvation and only find
sanctity in your hatred, I hope you become so
emotionally vacant, that you eat your daughter alive
when I force your paths to cross for the show that it provides
I hope you realize that just because you cry for my brother in
the sky and pray to our father, doesn't mean that any of us
fucking like you we don't have to smite you to spite you
we can just watch you...die
cause you do that well your damn selves
with the capacity for love, you're quick to pick a fist instead
never learning from blood already bled
you lie, you cheat, you rob, you steal, you murder, you maim,
you rape, you never change,
given some are just inclined to watch the world burn
the rest of you think you're better
but you're just too fucking weak to try and put out the fire