Showers Of Death

Why are we waiting for Armageddon,
Going on in our everyday lives?
Ignorance reigns in every sect,
And War only adds to our problems

Every rebeller is to be silenced
No one can speak a word out of line
Governments will make us work,
For their enjoyment
We feed this machine, we are the coal in the fire

Are you listening,
Are you watching the world die before your eyes?

Watch the punters panic as they stock up
On food and oil
Such a crime to see so much money go to waste
The leaders ask for a payrise
Enabling them to cope with these difficult times

(the) Walls are closing in now, can you cope now?

Every twenty-or-so years this cycle comes around
And our government tells us to plough on through
With fake adversity and courage
Please, leader, lead us into the slaughter

NO! There is no antidote for this disease!

Under-educated, and even more we fall into the red
I can't begin to give this recession life
You just have to see it with your own eyes

Have you ever witness a World War?
The bodies piled high, the smell of decay
Across different borders, we fight in foreign lands
I won't bother to explain my story
My eyes are bloodshot (seen too much blood)
See those flames off in the distance
Have those planes flown over our lands,
Dropping those showers of death?

I don't know tomorrow'll bring
Watch the news, read the newspapers, listen to the hearsay
It's all conjecture, foaming from the mouth
What people say I'll never believe
Don't need people to tell me what they see,

What I see with my own eyes:
Corrupt governments and leaders, corrupt law
I guess everything is falling beneath required standards
Frontlines and the militia -
The very business you wish to inherit from
We won't negotiate with terrorists
(What could they possibly offer us?)
A bullet and the gun - the very crux of our demise

We will never find a solution to the world's affairs
We will never find peace amongst such hostility
We will never seek and find this 'holy grail' of the world

Look to the sky as the days draws closer,
Can you feel the spirit of this rising (final) moon?
Rival factions meet to settle the dispute,
The old-fashioned way (no weapons - just fists)
A curfew that will go on for a few generations
Until someone strikes the match (igniting the spark)

Can we 'bear the brunt' of all these vicious attacks?
Surrounded by animosity everyday, cornered in by wolves and vultures
It's like trying to survive amongst the sharks
Rise/fall, rise/fall - the maiden weighs up the possibility
Crossed the threshold and we're into the red
"Remove the head of the snake and the beast dies"

Our freedom, our lives, our hopes: CORRUPT
We see these death showers
And we understand what it means

> Smle