Cardboard Houses

I watched you chase long days
 To spend nights with the one you crave
 This moder nation that I feel is a craze
 All the crazies do what you don't wanna do
 I walk through the fields of glass
 Silent lips, silent lips won't laugh
 I talk to the walls of stone
 And I'm in hell, I'm in hell, I'm in hell
 Call for the blood of your leaders
 Cardboard homes for your people
 I watched you make dog days
 As you hunt for the last cold case
 In moderation we think and decay
 And all the days you do, that you don't wanna do
 I walk through the fields unmasked
 Silent lips, silent lips won't last
 I talk with a heart of stone
 I'm in hell, I'm in hell, I'm in hell
 Call for the blood of your leaders
 Cardboard homes for your people
 It's getting easier as we go on
 It's getting easier as we go on
 We go on
 Call for the blood of your leaders
 Cardboard homes for your people
 For your people
 Call for the blood of your leaders
 Cardboard homes for your people