[Intro – voice samples]
In the beginning
Was the word
Strange bird calls in a gently echoing space
Hey!

[Verse 1 – Deca]
Let’s dig until we hit the bedrock
Life is but a dream, a way station to the next stop
Less talk, more direct shots to your breadbox
While despots turn the third rock into a sweatshop
We need room to breathe, sustenance for the soul
See the forest for the trees, feel the planets push and pull
A few took a step and shook the globe
Somewhere off thе crooked road facin’ tribulations out the Book of Job
The aim’s to clip cast a nеt strings attached
Hell’s bells toll when you let your dreams lapse
On the quest for greenbacks where kings clash
Set the scene, think fast
Catch a flash of light and let the ink splash
Here we are passed the point of no return
Nerves frayed, shocked watchin’ while the world slowly burns
The flesh turns to compost to ashes in an urn
Flowers for the fallen, food to feed the maggots and the worms

[Chorus – Deca]
Pause and reflect
Jolted out of sleep with death’s claws on my neck
There’s tattered rags waving in the dawn’s early light
And swine pointing pistols at a song bird in flight
The empire’s unhinged, the eagle’s all bones
And wolves guard the global henhouse we call home
Their mind’s eye closed as their power drive grew
But they’ll never sap the essence from a flower like you
[Verse 2 – Deca]
Once upon a sci-fi plot
Shocked by the prospect of lying in a pine box we saw the sky drop
The latest pretext to peek inside of my thoughts and treat the huddled masses like livestock
A wasteland of group thought
And countless psyops where pryin’ eyes watch
And use fear to clear the styes and the blindspots
Red and blue association games
Machiavellian methods and tools to short circuit the able brain
We wake up for a sec they rock us back to sleep
Quantify our habits feed the data to the beast
Pull strings, turn the public square into a circus
And salt psychic wounds that fester beneath the surface
It’s all going smooth as tumbled stone
Place one in the slingshot and aim it at Goliath in the Thunderdome
Troubadour taught to place faith in love alone
Blood and bone
Driven from the land of milk and honeycomb

[Chorus – Deca]
Pause and reflect
Jolted out of sleep with death’s claws on my neck
There’s tattered rags waving in the dawn’s early light
And swine pointing pistols at a song bird in flight
The empire’s unhinged, the eagle’s all bones
And wolves guard the global henhouse we call home
Their mind’s eye closed as their power drive grew
But they’ll never sap the essence from a flower like you
[Outro – voice samples]
The fledglings begin to exercise their well-feathered wings
By the time they can fly they will be able to feed from flowers