Faultline

An address to the stillborn
Lost brothers in arms
To see the cursed earth claim to providence
A pyramid New Jerusalem
The dream is dead
We’re burning the carcass clean
We pretend but we never sleep
500 miles to the fault line
We decompose and decay
Captivating the moment
Spread the disease, we come in peace
As if we ever believed you
Strapped to the back of a live grenade
If there was ever a savior
She’d be the first to leave
500 miles to the fault line
We decompose and decay
Ten thousand leagues through the coal mines
Equal in death only
Subject to our own betrayal
Inhuman, suspending reality
What you see is truthful but lacking
Misinformation is the new black
Perfect rejects, we’re all incomplete
Disfigured at birth, we’re the human debris
We’re freaks
We live, we die
Beneath the fault lines
500 miles to the fault line
We decompose and decay
Ten thousand leagues through the cold tide
One day we rise from this dead end failure to see