Aspartame

some of the clouds are not clouds

some of those jets pose death threats

it's coming around

coming around

some of your rights don't win outright

some of your lights are not lights

the consuming fires of hell

burn this place to the ground

burn it right to the ground

I just write songs

I don't carry a gun

I want peace and safety for my innocent sons and wife

I just love God

I don't trust in man

On with the truth against the wickedness at hand

If you wanna usurp the power

I'll be ready in a half an hour

Give my life for that

are the devils ever nervous?

do they deserve the death they serve us?

I'm still not certain of that

sometimes brains are mundane

entertained and restrained

and sealed up tight

all the aspartame and the video games and the drugs in the food

keeping you subdued

so you'll never recognize who put out the lights

I just play guitar

I can't stop the war

I want peace and safety for the kids in kandahar

if you love peace

if you love mercy

you're bound to cause a little controversy

we've gotta usurp the power.

the devil seeks who he may devour.

keep your life intact.

the liars in his service

conspire to make me nervous.

i am certain of that.