Staying Sane in Death

I heard a voice cry out last night

From the valley under my windowsill

She said "Get me out I can't take this

Death is not a thrill!"

I clasped my hands over my chest and prayed

Please bring us light

Another room half a mile away

A child draws his legs up tight

As if to say please allow me to block these sounds

But God hears everything. There's no turning this shit down

God hears everything, until he learns to shut it out.

You've compromised your principles in this life

A million times

You've given money to the rich

You taste the bloody hide

So tell me, isn't death a thrill

The taste of flesh makes my heart race

Isn't death a thrill (even far away)

Bombs on high and industry?

I held my breath

Hold out for just one moment's peace

I held my tongue

And I died a little bit

This isn't rape!

it just isn't what we call love

This isn't murder!

it's just a candy bar

This isn't theft!

someone owns it, if not me

This isn't war! it's just a share of GE