Unrest In Peace

The death of day is the womb of a cold night

Prepare your guns; the dead are coming to town

Cling on to your guts,

Keep an eye on your back

Issues are all shut

And they’re crawling in like rats

What’s left of their brains

Will be melting down in flames

Now that your mom was your brother’s very last meal

You feel the chaos of a life that seems so unreal

The city’s burning tonight

And you’re sitting on the ringside

Can you hear the crows, flying at the gates

The seven trumpets, ringing the very end

We were too proud to hear the signs

The coming of the fallen ones was heralded awhile back

What should be resting in peace

Decays now at our feet

And we’re too scared to run

And we’re too human to open fire

Prepare to soak up the entire pavement

I’ll blow your head up, whatever’s left of it

Come closer say hello to my new best friend

Look him down the barrel, don’t be afraid

I’ll keep just one bullet for myself