Stuck somewhere in the cerebrum and everything feels so far away
A Shadow in a daydream an image too slowly dispelled
Rifling through faded photographs of a burning tree
There's no guilt reserved for a tree that grows dead

The sound of tempered steel fills the air invites a gray fog to rest in the cities
It had been stolen from the forests and the ancient bones that they'd drunk
The foundry set itself ablaze strapped a bomb to its chest and walked away
In covetry of an antidote for a disease that grows to die

We seek an easy response for hard lies
Night terrors of a child on fire just to wake to the smell of smoke
When the mirrors all broken and the candles all out there's no ghost to look in the eye
And somewhere the sound of a drum for a second brings the madness to a halt

I have a desert of feelings and a dehydrated brainstem
Sold our pace for scraps gouged out our eyes for better sight,
Held our peace for better days cried out war when nothing remained
Broke a promise we call death god begs for the forgiveness
Can you believe how odd it is to have to be anything at all

We dance round the rubble in comfortable silence
Our hearts broken by the sound of the sirens

Who signed the contracts that sacrificed our freedom for borders?
And who separated us with the illusion of order?
And who convinced me that my skull was a prison?
When will the genocide end?
For now we're on the road of attrition