Pressure of unknown origin
Multiplied a billion times
The brain monopolized
Horrors rationalized

And if you listen close you'll find
All of the choirs are synchronized

When the truth is out of season
A storm will come
Legitimate and strong

No peace
Until justice

Mouths eating mouths
Eating mouths
Eating mouths
Will the oil profits rise and trickle down to the slums
Or will they change their shade from black to red?
What was it Saro-Wiwa said?
What was it the dead ones said?

"If you just listen close you'll find
All of the choirs are synchronized"

When the truth is out of season
A storm will come
Legitimate and strong

No peace
Until justice comes

Murder was the old way
Displacement is the new tactic
Give us self-serving doctrine
Increase bombings
Increase arrogance

The practise of bigotry finds shelter beneath all the 
bickering mouths
Eating mouths
Eating mouths
Mouths eating
Time
Hope
Lives
Progress
No Peace. No Peace. No Peace. No Peace.