There Is Nothing Here Worth Keeping

Show them violence
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 There is torment
 Behind every smiling face
 Overfed, overbred rats in a losing race
 Pennies in fountains
 Beneath the holy mountains
 Still water in the basins of sick floating faces
 Ignorance is not bliss
 It's just the burden we drag
 The march of the blind
 Get in line
 Under the shadow of a flag
 Once a symbol of hope
 Now a tool for tyrants
 Bound by the ropes
 Once reserved for the violent
 Dreamless nights spent staring at the ceilings
 Complacent in defeat
 Numb to the feeling
 Stringing memories together
 As if they had meaning
 There is nothing here worth keeping
 There is torment
 Behind every smiling face
 Overfed, overbred rats in a losing race
 Look at the world through the eyes of a man
 Who won't stand for the shit he's been given
 Who is intimidated by religion,
 Or the fucking television
 And its distorted vision
 Of a life that defines the need for violence?
 Show them the violence
 Drag them through the streets!
 Act in violence
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 Ignorance is not bliss
 It's just the burden we drag
 The march of the blind
 Get in line,
 Under the shadow of a flag
 Once a symbol of hope,
 Now a tool for tyrants
 Bound by the ropes
 Once reserved for the violent
 Dreamless nights spent staring at the ceilings,
 Complacent in defeat
 Numb to the feeling
 Stringing memories together
 As if they had meaning
 There is nothing here worth keeping
 We walk on
 Steady towards the sun
 Unhappy with our lives
 And all that we have done
 So, I will see you
 On the other side of the night
 Waiting for silence
 To bring an end to this life