All out attack this goddamned Sunday
Bloody March on the burnout runway
Call it a protest of the poisoned youth
Hollowed them out, Hallelu you righteously depraved,
Show me the truth
You blot out gray,
Call out the noose,
Impermanence displayed,
No violence is new,
It's just shadowed in the day,
It's practically remade,
By the meddling,
It's life or death
And the publicists choose,
And the publicists choose

I hereby name my sin
As blessed
This is no test
I am purposely
Regressed,
And it's all
Scripted in the text,
I am cursed
I am blessed

Hey
How you gonna tell me it's OK,
How you gonna act like
This ain't some bull shit
Day by day,
It's not karmic
We Exterminate,

You have placed
This leaden Weight
Upon my chest
With no plan
To elucidate
You climb inside
This cardiac arrest
Stabbing knives
Inside my flesh
Leaving life
Contrite
Unblessed
Unalive
unsuppressed
Strip this erudite
And Set a light
this hellish test
This unfinished game of chess
Like a weight upon my chest
There's no hope with no protest

Contrasted sides
locked in contest
Common crimes
In constant conflict
You criticize
The poor man's instinct
To humanize
The criminal precinct,
You weaponize
The human condition,
I empathize
With your victims,
Drawn and quartered
For your image
Strong on crime,
Weak on morals,
Death by justice
Death by justice
Death by justice

Hey
How you gonna sleep at night,
How you gonna close your eyes
Don't the sirens keep you awake
At night
This Blinding light

Illuminate