Going on their lands for sale to stake my claim    burn my name in the soil    out past the borders beyond the hill    through seasons of nothing    safe for the self-destructive world    memories get altered    no point of reference to hold    and it feels like someone is watching    asi tear into the skin of innoncence    and decadence for awhile    so we settled in and half the veins where blood runs pure    troubled the cure for a short while    out in the dust they suffocate the sprawl and greed    bent on breed and stare    and children stare    stare through shiny little boxes    over landscape that is quickly foiled