The Truth Is Dead

Long gone are the days of right and wrong
 Complacent overcast
 Pried eyes
 A fodder feast to glut the minds
 Shots fired
 Watch the soapbox rise
 A forked tongue
 A French kiss
 In winds blowing blacklists
 Left is right
 And black is white
 Buying face
 Selling resourcing coins and cashing checks
 Deep states
 And surface illusions
 Blank space
 And buried collisions
 Hold my hand
 And fill my head
 Ring in nose still unopposed
 The truth is dead
 Blessed bliss
 Binary codes
 Ignorance and lethal loads
 Shield the rich
 And kill the sick
 Snake oil rigs anointed trust fund pigs duly appointed
 Deep states
 And surface illusions
 Blank space
 And buried collisions
 Hold my hand
 And fill my head
 Ring in nose still unopposed
 The truth is dead
 The truth is dead
 The truth is dead
 The truth is dead
 Every wall a window
 Every door a lock
 Heads in the sand
 We peign oblivion
 Welcoming landscapes of shadows and fallacies
 Total eclipse more appealing than reality
 Hold my hand
 And fill my head
 Ring in nose still unopposed
 The truth is dead
 Hold my hand
 And fill my head
 Ring in nose still unopposed
 The truth is dead