Relapse

House of cards comes crumbling down, the king is buried

If you listen for the sound, you'll hear him scream

Don't sip from the devil's tears and the lies they carry

Don't kill the king then resurrect his creed

You find yourself working for king and country

You sweat so that you can survive

Your bones are aching and you're growing hungry

Do what you must do to stay alive

You wake to greet a planet quickly dying

She's growing hot, she has a thirst

Kings' blood spilled or the masses frying?

You tell me which one sounds worse

I say that we attack first

Sword through the back, covered in horses' tracks

Drowning in mud mixed with civilian blood

No looking back, the past will stay the past

The future is bright if we make our own path

But lose sight and we're doomed to relapse

You've killed the king and now you're celebrating

The people gather for a feast

You fear the way that the drunks are behaving

Now you've formed a new police

Recreated violent policy

Sword through the back, covered in horses' tracks

Drowning in mud mixed with civilian blood

No looking back, the past will stay the past

The future is bright if we make our own path

But lose sight and we're doomed to relapse