Tenebrae (Only Crime)

Command and repose and perfect posture Set up to segregate afflictions we foster The words fall dead, slip down the side The wounded risen up and taken from the worst ride Out in the cold when we speak solid breath We make our moves under cover of death Outside the walls with the sick and insane No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain And I can see it's the same as before Condemned to suffer the seeds we have sown To the degree that we reject and deny Too greedy, too selfish to try Deadbolt the mind, unplug the phone Deny the promise of what's freely been shown Just turn away, pretend it's not there The strings of ignorance grown too sick to care Out on an island of self-centered spite Lay in our beds under cover of night Curl up and weep, narcissistic in vain No shade or shelter from the shame-flavored rain And without a shift in course We will approach our destination Can you deny it? Throughout the flames that scorch the civility Right off the page of a selfish history The tide turns to create it's union Now's our chance, time to disconnect Preserve some dignity, a system to respect It's been justified and relegated We bog down in our symptoms of despair Too far along to pretend we even care Pretend you fucking care