Hypervert - All Work And No Plague Lyrics

The only thing needed for evil to triumph
Is that all good men just do nothing.
Dismissive, cold, cast iron skies
Divulge the secrets buried aeons past
Decrepit, toothless smiles of past and present lies
Dance hand in hand, while world - it stares aghast.
The trust is broken, every little shard -
A tiny mirror of the past mistakes.
In search of guile one need not seek too far
An opportunity and lack of will is all it takes.
They call me anarchist
But maybe I just want the kiss
Skin burning on my wrist
From Tyler Durden's lips
So hammer that final nail
Into the coffin
And dial up the drip
On the social morphine
Divide and conquer,
Survive and ponder
Whole world is haunted -
And no wonder
Since the only thing needed
For evil to triumph
Is that all the good men
Just do nothing.
The words, they wove
A tapestry fit for a royal keep
But every thread
It like a tiny viper hissed
Now deathly cold
With all emotions fast asleep
Are hearts of men.
Humanity - it won't be missed.
We should burn it all down
Scrap this world, start anew
Get it right next time 'round
Without me or you.
Fire, plague, or the flood,
Storm clouds darken the skies
Go petition your god
This time no one survives
They call me anarchist
But maybe I just want the kiss
Skin burning on my wrist
From Tyler Durden's lips
So hammer that final nail
Into the coffin
And dial up the drip
On social morphine.
Divide and conquer,
Survive and ponder
Whole world is haunted -
And no wonder
Since only thing needed
For evil to triumph
Is that all good men just...
Do nothing
We should burn it all down
Scrap this world, start anew
Get it right next time 'round
Without me or you,
Fire, plague or the flood
Storm clouds darken the skies
Go petition your god
This time no one survives.