Inner Station

The time for truth is now gone

Hallow words compose a shallow narrative

We abrogated our sense of wit and intellect

to an instinct low, utterly savage and loathsome

We have finally come. And we have come clean with what we want of you.

This moment of time is ours and we have come clean with what we want.

And now that we are here, you have our ideals to call your own.

This moment in time is ours and we have come clean with what you will be.

"You do not speak to him. You listen to him...

The man... he's enlarged my mind...

He can be terrible, he can be terrible, and he can be mean and he can be right.

He's fighting the war. He's a great man...

You don't judge him like an ordinary man.

Civilization only comes through him.

And his security only comes through you."

There was never an intent to exit

and there is not now

There was never an intent to exit

and there wont be soon

There was never an intent to exit

and there will be none

There was never an intent to exit

Iraq of America

(There is nothing. There is no hope.)

Wake up. Open your eyes.

A stake in the cradle of civilization

at the expense of civilization itself.

An objective for decades finally achieved.

Two hundred years of progress back to the savage mind