The Triad

Way out on the horizon there's a caravan, rollin' by
Past the checkpoint and then down into the hive
With cargo so radioactive and a box that says Minuteman
One can only speculate on where it will land, hey!
Here comes the flash and here comes the sound
And like moles we bury deep underground
And your ancestors are here singing songs in your head
While the jaws of The Triad are waiting to be fed, hey!

The strongman autocrat's become the man of the hour
And people aren't as cool as lavish displays of power
A house of cards seems stable, it could never go well
When your best lifeline is taking everybody else
With you down to hell, hey!
here comes the flash and here comes the sound
And like moles we bury deep underground
And your ancestors are here singing songs in your head
While the jaws of The Triad are waiting to be fed, hey!
Here comes the rain and here comes the dust
Pouring over the graveyard of all that once was
And in the shadow of the clouds that are blocking out the sun
Flesh is stripped from the bones of the ones who couldn't run

Here comes the flash and here comes the sound
And like moles we bury deep underground
And your ancestors are here singing songs in your head
While the jaws of The Triad are waiting to be fed, hey!
Here comes the rain and here comes the dust
Pouring over the graveyard of all that once was
And in the shadow of the clouds that are blocking out the sun
Flesh is stripped from the bones of the ones who couldn't run
And no one can see and no one can hear
And no one knows why and no one knows where
'Cause a million lives are a drop in the sea
And the tide's coming in to set their bodies free