I close my eyes, but I'm never sleeping   the dead up dancing in the front room   repercussions, bloody noses   innocence in jail denims   all dressed up in plastic bags   the doctrines work like magic   the suburbs asphyxiate on panic   the murder's systematic   ten digit figure spent deploying this militant dismemberment   I hear it's ten a day, that's ten today   so in death it ends just how it begins   the casters of these stones I'm sure are model citizens   the poison is pouring from the planes so    keep your eyes down   this is the kind of rain that burns through the skin   there is no fucking war to win   the casualties pile up on both ends   one thing you can be sure they'll never do   sacrifice revenue for you