Social Contract

Lyrics

Living the blues inside the body of a dead god fucking the void Earth inseminated by our rape Gift of stillbirth With 450 million fucking guns, things do not have to be this way Blood dripping from my mouth, polluted with history, fear & shame A fear joke With 450 million motherfucking guns, things do not have to be this way Now it's us or it's fucking them End of dreams Fog of war Now new horrors until peace rises from the tomb With 450 million motherfucking guns, things do not have to be this way