Dread

Well Jesus gonna be here gonna be here soon
Every waking moment of every single day
Radical religious fascists tryin to blow us all away

When and where the horror happens
Ah the experts they cannot tell
So many roads to mass destruction
So many different ways to kill

Genocidal despots
They beat the drums of eternal war
No room for sense or reason
Does no good to ask what for

Dread and paranoia
Olden fears in a modern age
Should they ever erase all the infidels
Tribal motherfuckers will then erase themselves

Not if but when
It's not if it's a question of when

Do not save the drowning father
Do not prevent the young mother from throwing her children
From the rooftop
Let them expect to be killed, then maim them
There is but one truly philosophical question, and that is suicide
Do not allow them to pile stones to remember, allow no solace
Judging whether life is or is not worth living
Amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy
Do not return the Venus's arms
All the rest, whether or not the world has nine or twelve categories
Three or five dimensions
Comes afterward