I did my time

and I want out

so effusive faith

it doesn't cut

The soul is not

so vibrant

The reckoning

The sickening

packaging subversion

pseudo sacrosanct

perversion

Go tell your classes

Go dig your graves

then fill your mouth

with all the money

you will save

Sinking in

getting smaller again

I'm done

it has begun

I'm not the only one

And the rain

will kill us all

We throw ourselves

against the wall

but no-one else

can see

The preservation

of the martyr in me

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial !

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial!

Caught in the cracks

in the road we laid

from when the devil fell

the secrets have

gone mad

This is nothing new

but when we killed it all

the hate was

all we had

Who needs

another mess?

We could start over

just look me in the eyes

and say I'm wrong

Now there's only

emptiness

but I'm missing something

I think we're done

I'm not the only one

And the rain

will kill us all

We throw ourselves

against the wall

but no-one else

can see

The preservation

of the martyr in me

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial !

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial!

Psychosocial !

The limits of the dead

The limits of the dead

The limits of the dead

The limits of the dead

Fake anti-fascist lie

I tried to tell you but

your purple hearts

are giving out

Can't stop the killing

I can't help

if it's hunting season

Is this what you want?

I'm not the only one!

And the rain

will kill us all

We throw ourselves

against the wall

but no-one else

can see

The preservation

of the martyr in me

And the rain

will kill us all

We throw ourselves

against the wall

but no-one else

can see

The preservation

of the martyr in me

The limits of the dead!

The limits of the dead!