Futilist's Lament (High Tide cover) Lyrics


Up your exploitation to the mill

I can fly and I will

Kill your dreams of darkness now

Turn around,

See me cryin'

Smell the burning flesh in the air

Screamin' "child must you stare"

Fryin' slowly to the bone

When you're gone,

Who'll be cryin'?

Mother Earth sees the bird

Shitting all over her

Vomiting their lies of truth

In her youth,

She was smiling

Are you warm, are you clean?

Satisfied with your scene?

Positively where it's at

Growing fat

Off your brother

I am such amazed, cease my pain

Slowing down confusion in my brain

Only to be born again

As they pretend

I grow weary