I stare down into the earth
Open grave
Funeral dirge
Will I descend into the maw
Knowing simply that I followed the law
No comfort while the suffering persists
No rest while the nameless resist
What's another kid dead in the streets
While you're dreaming in gilded sheets
Never mind the cattle
Born into the slaughter
We'll turn the phrase
When we hold them under water
I won't entertain you
The fucked up way you see through
Human suffering
Like it is nothing
I won't entertain you
The fucked up way you lie
You turn a profit while
The innocent die
Stare down into the earth
Open grave
Funeral dirge
Will I descend into the maw
Knowing simply that I followed the law