we have ways to make you talk (the human condition)

Do you want to bathe in pools of blood?
Dear God, oh no, not again
We'll contemplate the symptoms we can't comprehend
You won't have to wait for the judgment day
Judgment will happen everyday
And fear is what will frame you, not your DNA

I don't wonder 'bout your pyramids
And I don't ponder where Hoffa's body is
So sign your petitions and go to your meaningless marches
Proceed to the protest, set fire to drapes
But there is no beauty that can be attained
When all you got's a shovel, everything will look like the grave
Are you smelling flowers and looking around for the gardens?
Or are you smelling flowers and looking around for the coffins?

Come to the light, the light is good
There are bags of blood here waiting
The sheeps are with our wolves
Come to the light, the light seems safe
We have ways to make you talk
And sheeps can safely, sheeps can safely graze

Come to the light, the light is good
There is blood for breakfast lately
'Cause why not? We're all doomed
Come to the light, the light fluoresced
We have ways to make you talk
But I am horrified that you will say it's meaningless
A cosmic joke on me

Someday this will all be yours
We're gonna get what we came for
To whistle past the graveyard

Baby clams, baby clams, baby clams
You thought you could have it all
But now you've had your first snoot full
And it will bury you all

Someday this will all be yours

Someday this will all be yours

Someday this will all be yours