“Two cups of tea
One for you & one for me
Drown out the pain from polluted acid rain
In flaming gasoline, until we’re clean

Two dead police
One for hope & one for peace
Watching government lies
Leak into your empty eyes
From the TV, and winners history

Three dead police
One for thanks & two for please
In every single town
Every officer is down
All dead police, all dead police

Fair-weather friend, it’s on you I do depend
All the mountains we climb
Crumble into sands of time
No mail to send, to fair-weathered friend
[Stza Crack & Nico de Gaillo]
Anxiety, another gift from you to me
And so everything fails
My bleeding, bitten fingernails
Sore as can be, anxiety

If it was up to me
I would restart history
Ignite the flame and burn the centuries of blame
The bloodstained centuries, these bloody centuries

Fair-weather friend, it’s on you I do depend
All the mountains we climb
Crumble into sands of time
No mail to send, to fair-weathered friend
Anxiety, another gift from you to me
And so everything fails
My bleeding bitten fingernails
Sore as can be, anxiety

And in the dawn, I’ll see that you have gone
And on that blood-soaked bed
I’ll day down my weary head
And hum along, to this f****** song”

“”I have always been my own teacher
And, of course, my favorite pupil
I knew that this resilient creature
Would our aspirations fulfill

And when Zion calls
They will respond
Six hundred ten inbound
It will take some hundred years
But worth the wait to rid our fears

Why settle for the night
When we can rule the world we walk upon?
And the eclipse made it clear whose side the sky was on

All beings, they must sleep
Must dream, still and quietly
But these are not domestic sheep
They will watch over us tirelessly

We prepare for another battle royale
Evolution is complete
Spawned into another battle royale
The wraiths will be our elite
Why settle for the night
When we can rule the world we walk upon?
And the eclipse made it clear whose side the sky was on
Whenever I say “right”, I always mean that it should be perfect
And the dark, angels were everything (that)
We’d expect, bred to protect

Greater men than yourself
Have fallen in the past
You are right to be afraid
Of what they have become

Why settle for the night when we can rule the world
Why settle for the night when we can rule…

Why settle for the night
When we can rule the world we walk upon?
And the eclipse made it clear whose side the sky was on
Whenever I say “right”, I always mean that it should be perfect
And the dark, angels were everything (that)
We’d expect, bred to protect” illbjjb