Heirs to Thievery

We process the facts, and choke on the math* Yet we can't come to terms with ourselves Gorge belly up to the table of wants It's "all you can eat" after all! Embracing extinction, what higher form of life, Destroys his creations?... how far we'v

You're lost in their gluttonous agenda* Built on a foundation of sand Their tides wash away your perspective The mouth that feeds forces the hand More, More is what you need And None, fucking nothing is what you get You're gone as you stare at it bli

Bring out your dead Call of the carrion crow Civilized man had no friend Whale of the silent sea The ocean is yours They've left it empty Hawk and the emerald dove Soar and sail on wings above Across halcyon streams To a place where Madmen once would