Album: The Gray Race (1996)
theres a boy in crimson rags with a grimace & a spoon, & a little sullen
girl face?up staring at the moon
and theres no one around to hear their lonesome cries
then they pass away alone into the night
why do we pity the dead?
are you churned by emotion from voices in your head?
(are you scared of the logic that swirls within your head)
look at all the living & you´ll ask yourself why
oh why do we
pity the dead?
pity the dead!
well, you´ve seen the disease, suffering & decay,
and you whisper to yourself blissfully "it´s okay"
and you still refuse the possibility
that the dead are better off than we
tell me what you see, tell me what you know
is there anyone who lives a painless life?
if there´s show me so
the destitute & famished, demonic & the
banished, dejected & the ostracized, the
brainwashed & the paralyzed, the conquered
and objectified, the few who see the other side
tell me what you see! It´s a mortal wretched cacophony
in the end you may find theres no guiding subtle light,
no ancestors or friends, no judge of wrong or right
just eternal silence & dormancy
and a final everlasting peace
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