Forget the shadows of experimental bliss

And all the efforts to consolidate our pride

For we can fight just as well

We can send them all to hell

With all the pomp and production of a tidewater bell

We are the ciphers of old and we'll do as we're told

So long as units are sold throughout the night

So many lines in the sand that we can't understand

Revert to closing the ranks on every shortsighted plan


[Chorus]

It's just society, anxiety

Sometimes it's like the story never ends

It's heresy, hypocrisy

And through our ignorance we suffer our revenge

So quick to throw the only truth we've ever known so far away


Too many times we've turned our backs on all the crimes

And passed it off as borrowed time that's not our own

But with the gravity of greed in all the lies we intercede

We take the pressure off the seat of those who revel in defeat