Kingstown (vox)

a temperature rise before we reach the gates suggest more than what we bargained for
the sleep dog's surface with eyes that glint in the night and curves that swerve with every shift in the air
an intense fever bawls and screams as it burns you up from the inside outside
a head is a place where pleasure and pain collide
you see murder can happen upon the steps of colonial residence
without even a moment's hesitance
fact is not one somebody's even surprised;
it's just another day's news...
we only have ourselves to lose.

the trials and tribulations; what a tribulation
was further from the humiliation between man and man
you see the territory's rough and the fear; what fear? it is clear what has to be done
no question of living can be answered by begging.
begin i say with the questions now emerging:
why do you look upon me in this fashion?
why do you stay without taking any action?
how can you throw a life in such a careless way...

voices speak freely about the coming despair
that will lead to the destruction of the careless man and the nations impaired
according to the brothers these hours are nearly upon us
is it true what you say as you lick your tongue upon honey lust?
you accept the rancid dollar without concession; just kneel.
just because[...] don't mean they might take everything for free
as day becomes night so much of our space evaporates from sight.
in this your righteous place resistance holds tight
no question of living can be answered by begging.
begin i say with the questions now emerging:
why do you look upon me in this fashion?
why do you stay without taking any action?
how can you throw a life in such a careless way...