Look at our collection of hands, heads, and feet
to see where we've been. Embrace this parody: the
ending of things you can belive. We'll drive you
'til you're skin and bones and when we finally
reach the end, you'll fall open arms, accept our
tears of sympathy. Make way for our emptiness. A
descent that never ends 'til the one last living
thing is the next thing to go. You should know by
now that we never come in peace. Endure this
tragedy, wrap yourselves in our fantasies. When
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/EyBm ]you think of all you've lost, weigh it with what
you've gained in trade. We've given the greatest
gift: the savior that will never rise, The Bringer
of Greater Things. Creator of Brighter Days. The
city cops, a sub-zero night. A midnight ride out
of town. The passenger was found frozen in the
snow. Our enduring legacy. We bring a better way.
Our handshake crushing bone. The blankets that
keep you warm, we've soiled with disease. The
Bringer of Greater Things. Creator of Brighter
Days. The hollow songs you'll sing at the ending
of your day. (dedicated to Rodney Naistus, Neil
Stonechild, and Lawrence Wegner, murdered by
members of the Saskatoon Police Department.)