Rot from the inside
Collect all the bones
From the lives you have taken
With no one to care
When compassion is the last thing
In anyones mind we don't care
Speak, shout, sit down
Money and substance
Keep filling the well and
The heat wears you down
Confused ill informed
Keep your knees to the ground
Your head in the sand
Drink your last sip of wine
Confess to the sky
No one's there
Speak, shout, sit down