Prong

Hitman's got no doubt about
Position in the work place
A matter of investment
Ridding human excess
Dealing stocks and bonds of blood
Shotgun dividends
But you hold a gun that's smoking

So pointless keep pushing
Keep shooting so pointless

Head full 'o bullets
A soul that's been spent
That be the pension
In bizness dealt with lead
Kickbacks and cutbacks
They all stab you in the back
The bloody palms
Primed for greasing

You wanna know something
Well I'd give you hell if I could
Still I try so hard not to care
Sold on the excess, chasing the tail to the cage
Joke's on you, you're sliding, of not far to go

You wanna know something
I'd give you hell if I could
You've not far to go
I'd give you hell if I could
I swear you've know far to go

Some are so sad
They pray the bad go away
I itch and sore and still I can't complain
Singing have gun will travel
If all looks so stupid to me
Seconds stutter backward
And not far to go

Diggin' for answers you fall in a hole
Lessons of nonsense shall cast the first stone
Pontifical preachings past now quick to forget 'em
I'm depending on no one I distrust and oppose
Prove you, prove you wrong
You can bet on it, I'll prove you wrong
Prove you, prove you wrong
Depend on it, I'll prove you wrong
Quest for solutions
You ain't gonna get one here
Why waste my breath upon the ears of the deaf man
Skeptic acceptance caution
Fraudulent cause
Dependence on no one best distrust and oppose

Positively blind
You can't see you're opaque from the light
Looking at the bright can be negative
Road turns only right and runs narrow
You're detoured out of sight
But the first one to arrive at the conclusive

Unaware of signs before you, ignorant of times
Choose to undermine the clear truth
Everything must shine in your life
Polishing your pride
No one can belie optimistic proof

All of those so proud
Just forget about it
Your future's further in doubt
All of those so proud
Won't improve upon it
Their future's further in doubt

Unconditional soon to be damned
An individual high in demand
Institutions fill the begging hands
Clean the ashes where we used to stand
Uninvited with open arms
Complacent walls keeping out all harm
I'm bound, unbound, unwound
Unconditional
Unconditional bad for good
Clutching glad hand misunderstood
A tight cold grip, eager to pull
With a little luck
Fake out the rule

Look, Listen, Learn

All I've been taught
All that confused me
Irrelevant thoughts
All just to use me
For society's will
Denied my own person
But there's still a will
For my very own lesson

Now I know nothing that my mind can't create
Now they'll know something of the mind they create

Look, Listen, Learn
It's time they learn

Rite to my will
Rite to my impulse
Territorial rites
Right to your downfall

[D. Edge H. Creed]

SEEING THEIR CHILDREN, CAUGHT UP IN THE LATEST FAD
THEIR PARENTS ARE WORRIED, THINKING THEY'VE GONE BAD
EVERYTHING'S THE SAME, NOTHING HAS CHANGED
EVERYTHING'S THE SAME
NOTHING HAS CHANGED; CHANGES TOMORROW
TAKING THEIR AXES, THEY'RE TURNING AN AMBER RED
MAKING A NOISE ABLE TO WAKE THE DEAD.
EVERYTHING'S THE SAME, NOTHING HAS CHANGED
EVERYTHING'S THE SAME
NOTHING HAS CHANGED AT ALL, CHANGED IN OUR WORLD
LOOKING THROUGH WINDOWS ONLY TO SEE THE RAIN.
THE WAY THEY ARE MOVING, GROUND ZERO ATTACK MY BRAIN

[T. Victor-M. Kirlkland-T. Parsons]

THE RETREADS ON THE GO
THOUGHT IT WAS A HOAX
BUT LOOKED AROUND AND SAW IT
READY TO AGAIN EXPLODE
WHEN WILL IT GO AWAY?
TOO BAD IT'S HERE TO STAY.
RECYCLED, NEW IMPROVED, JUMP ON IT AND GET SAFE!
THEY LIKE IT SHALLOW, THEY LIKE IT FAKE
LIKE IT BORROWED
LIKE IT NARROW, LIKE THEIR BRAIN
THEY'RE GONNA SWALLOW
JUST THE SAME
UNDER THE GUISE OF LATE, FOR THOSE BORN TOO LATE
A CONCEPT BENEFACTING A CULTURE IN A NEEDY STATE.
SO WHAT IF IT'S BEEN USED, AS LONG AS NO ONE SUES
JUST REHASH AND TRASH IT FOR THE FOOLS TO USE AND GET SAFE!
THEY LIKE IT SHALLOW, THEY LIKE IT FAKE
LIKE IT BORROWED
LIKE IT NARROW, LIKE THEIR BRAIN
THEY'RE GONNA SWALLOW
JUST THE SAME
GENRES OVER SOLD, SAMPLED AND STOLE.
REDISCOVERED THEMES SO POORLY OVER TOLD.
THE WAGONS ON THE ROAD, WORN OUT THOUGHT ABODE
TIRED STYLE LOST NOW FINDS A NEW HOME.

[T. Victor-T. Parsons]

SHAKE THE SLAB OF FLESH, TAUNTING FOR A FETCH,
TIME TO RING THE CHIME.
WET THE APPETITE, TEETH ARE GRINDING TIGHT,
REINFORCING LIFE.
DROOLING DOWN THE SIDES, EYES ARE BULGING WIDE
YES THE PRICE IS RIGHT.
THE CUT IS VERY TOUGH, GRISTLES GOOD ENOUGH
THEY ALL NEED A BITE.
NO TOLLING OF THE BELL, JUST THE ONE TO HELL
THERE THEY'LL ALL KNOW.
THIMBLEFUL TO CHANCE, PAY THE LUXURY TAX
DO NOT PASS GO.
TRY AND BRING THE BEEF, SEE WHAT IS TO KEEP
NOT A PRETTY SIGHT.
THE CUT IS VERY TOUGH, YOU BIT THE BIG BLUFF
TAKE ANOTHER BITE.

[T. Victor]

COLD SUNS, LOWERING HIGHS.
ACCENTS ON THE DEPRIVED.
SOLVENCY. WELL, IT HURTS LIKE A BITCH.
CLOSE SHAVE, YOU MAY HAVE GROWN RICH.
BLAST OFF, WAITING ON LINE. SALES PITCH MAKES UP YOUR MIND.
YOU GOT THE RIGHT TO NOTHING.
THE RIGHT TO NOTHINGNESS
RIGHT TO SOMETHING.
THE RIGHT TO NOTHINGNESS
WELL, ALL OF YOUR GOALS AND WHAT YOU'VE BECOME --
SURRENDER NOW! YOU'RE THE SATISFIED ONE.
YOU GOT THE RIGHT TO NOTHING.
THE RIGHT TO NOTHINGNESS
RIGHT TO SOMETHING.
THE RIGHT TO NOTHINGNESS.

Time for double standards
Now who shall be blamed
With the change of weather
Scapegoats are acclaimed
Acts of no reason: populous response
Opinions are like assholes
Everyone's one

All these contradictions
Are bound to confuse
What wrong will you choose?

Can I ask a question?
Or am I out of line
Some more lip service
Will smooth it out nice

[T. Victor]

WATCH OUT! THE PART YOU PLAY IS A COP-OUT.
SHUT OUT! AUTHORITY'S BEEN SHUT DOWN.
CLAMPED DOWN! CONDITIONED SO YOU'RE HELD DOWN.
CHILL OUT LET RULE AGAIN TO LASH OUT.
TAKE IT IN HAND, GO FOR THE THROAT
SHIT HITS THE FAN, YOU'RE AT THE END OF THE ROPE.
HANDS DOWN! SUDDEN ORDER WINS OUT.
LOSE OUT! A CRAZED ATTACK WILL COME 'ROUND.
SIT DOWN AND THINK ABOUT YOUR NEXT ROUND.
BAIL OUT YOU'RE SERIOUSLY IN DOUBT!
TAKE IT IN HAND, GO FOR THE THROAT
SHIT HITS THE FAN, YOU'RE AT THE END OF THE ROPE.
TAKE IT IN HAND, IT'S BEYOND HOPE.
THE SMOKE WILL CLEAR, BUT THE PAIN WON'T.
BENEATH THAT SHELL
IN THE TEMPLE'S YOUR GOD
ALL ALONE
AT ONE AT ONCE THE TRUTH EMERGED
NOW THERE'S NONE.

[M. Kirkland-T. Parsons-T. Victor]

HIS HOLY MISUNDERSTOOD
MISDIRECTED, MISCONSTRUED
THIS HOLY ROLL OF THE DICE
TAKE YOUR CHANCES
HOLD ON TIGHT
SILENCE THE SILENT
CONFUSE THE CONFUSED
CONFUSION RUNS RAMPANT
ON A SHIP OF FOOLS
THE CLOCK IS TICKING
THIS SACRED JOKE
LEFT WITHOUT A REASON
TILL REASON TAKES HOLD
SURRENDER YOUR FEAR
CRAWL INTO THE FLAME
HIS HOLY UNCONSCIOUSNESS
ENDLESS DISCUSSION
OF OUR USELESSNESS
ALIVE AND KICKING
THIS SACRED JOKE
LEFT WITHOUT A REASON
TILL REASON TAKES HOLD
SURRENDER YOUR FEAR
CRAWL INTO THE FLAME

[T. Victor]

EXPOSING ALL THE FRAUDS, THOSE HEROES FOR A CAUSE.
THEY'RE HOLDING SOME KEY, CONFUSING IDENTITIES.
THE LOST AND FOUND
LOST IN A CROWD
LOOK WHAT THEY'VE FOUND
THEY'RE FAKING IN THE BUCK.
PURVEYORS OF SO MUCH LUCK.
UPHOLDING A TRUE SCOPE: FLAG WAVING EGO.
THE LOST AND FOUND
LOST IN A CROWD
LOOK WHAT THEY'VE FOUND
THE LOST AND FOUND!

You make the right moves, I beg to differ
Rather be a fool and see things clearer
You found a quick way to fill your pocket
That's the way in a world that's lost it
To fall in line
Its meaningless, mindlessness
I beg to differ
Disharmony amongst all our brothers
That's okay, be true to our grudges
No desire to walk beside you
Nothing positive when forced upon you
(So fall in line) Just fall in line
It's meaningless, mindlessness
I beg to differ

[M. Kirkland-T. Victor]

YOU CHOOSE A PATH
CLOSE TO COLLAPSE
STRETCHED TO THE LIMIT
FALLING APART
THE LIGHT TURNS BACK
WHERE YOU CHOOSE TO PASS
FINALLY INTO OBLIVION
STEADY DECLINE
A QUIRK OF FATE
CAN'T STOP THIS WAIT
BIT IT TOOK
A QUIRK OF FATE
TO IGNITE THE SPARK
INNOCENCE AND YOUTH
YOUTH AND INNOCENCE
TAKES SO LITTLE TO TEAR IT APART
TEAR IT APART
STEADY DECLINE
WITNESS TO THE CRIME

THE FLAG OF FREE ENTERPRISE, FRONTS AS YOU FEND
IN THE BATTLEFIELD OF BUREAUCRACY, THE TRENCHES YOU SHALL TEND
IN THESE DAYS OF ADVERSITY, THE HASSLE NEVER ENDS.
THE NEMESIS OF FORTITUDE, HOLDS A GUN TO YOUR HEAD!
ON YOUR KNEES! KNEEL! SAY YOUR PRAYERS!
FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE!
YOU'RE HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE!
SHOW SOME HUMILITY TO THE POWERS THAT BE.
A GESTURE TO MORTALITY -- YOUR BLIND LIBERTY.
ON YOUR KNEES! KNEEL! SAY YOUR PRAYERS!
FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE! FOR DEAR LIFE!
YOU'RE HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE!
LIFE. FOR DEAR LIFE.

Diggin' for answers you fall in a hole
Lessons of nonsense shall cast the first stone
Pontifical preachings past now quick to forget 'em
I'm depending on no one I distrust and oppose
Prove you, prove you wrong
You can bet on it, I'll prove you wrong
Prove you, prove you wrong
Depend on it, I'll prove you wrong
Quest for solutions
You ain't gonna get one here
Why waste my breath upon the ears of the deaf man
Skeptic acceptance caution
Fraudulent cause
Dependence on no one best distrust and oppose