Are they smiling as their fabrics of death are received?
Do they welcome our apathy?
Are we feeding on their violence as we borrow our voice
To a consented tyranny?

Every step from here is a step too far but it's far enough to ignore
Have we already made our peace with the furious forces of war?

Export, expand, accelerate, exteriorate the collapse
We accept that they kill the distant innocent in our place
There's nothing you can see here that's not payed for in blood
Are we blinded or are we ashamed to face the utter disgrace?

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster
We are the inertia at the center of the confounded eye of the storm
We are the blind spot in a pastiche of destruction
As long as we stay silent for nobody there will be calm
There is no place we are given to elude the fingers of corruption

Chaos is not caused by subversion
It is a force from above
Terror is not the path of rebellion
It is a function of domination

Domination

Terror is a measure of maintenance
Why don't we see that this system is fouling from the inside out?
It's hollow yet, the fraud is getting old
This is the land where peace is bought and war is sold

Hostage

Hostage to the empire
We believe we are alive
But we are hostage to the walking dead

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster
Hopelessness is sold as privilege of the rich
Our cynicism is our daily bread
We believe we are alive
But we are hostage to the walking dead
Life is bought and death is sold

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster
We are the inertia at the center of the confounded eye of the storm

Every step from here is a step too far
Have we already made our peace
With the forces of war?

Hostage

Hostage to the empire
We believe we are alive
But we're complicit with the walking dead

Cynicism is our daily bread