In the rubble, the rebels are free.
A distant flicker inside of me.
You just made me dizzy, had to cross my eyes to see your lies,
There’s no right in the revolution.
(Rainbow of rubble)
The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)
And his three faces are looking at me.
Yeah I’ll still sing to the swaying notion that we will return to the basics.
The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)
Why did we create when we knew it wouldn’t last?
Since when do we breath to stop?
(If not for love, then what?
I’m not sad about it, just broken up.
This could be my next-to-midnight, now that the nanoid has made camp.)
I’ll fight my way to the other side of the city.
I won’t need your help or your pity.
I will continue to feel (shitty).
All, all I hear is (static).
The ones that die can’t be dear to us.
(The smarter we get,
the dumber it seems,
love and envy it, well they’re still green.
But the sickened stone’s now reflecting black.)
(We’ll never make up.)
credits
from MOTHs,
released March 1, 2009
Guitar, vocals, samples - Zach Evington
Bass - Jason Eckard
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