The battle lines have been chosen
it seems that brotherhood’s lost
All the factions are frozen
a deep chill at a deep cost
It’s not north versus south
But rather neighbor versus neighbor
Former friends become foes
Civil war is a bloody labor
Civilization is vanquished
We rebel against ourselves
Its utter hatred and anguish
We gather together in cells
Utterly convinced that our tribe
Is in a position superior
To the group on our right
Whose supposition’s inferior
We glance a diminishing sight
Disappearing and drearier
We grasp at the fading light
As it dims in the mirror
We left it behind
Any hope for the future
And disconnect any binds
Leaving society looser
We’re too sure
We’ll prevail
And our opponents the loser
But sooner
Than they fail
We regret our ego seducer
Choose your avatar wisely
Because Your group is yourself
As we tumble from heaven
An descend with quickness to hell
The battle lines have been chosen
It seems that brotherhood’s lost
All The factions are frozen
a deep chill at a deep cost
It’s not north versus south
But rather neighbor versus neighbor
Former friends become foes
Civil war is a bloody labor
We the people
In order to form a more perfect Union
Divorce from each other
Evade, divide, it’s confusion
Drinking a toxic infusion
Of venom, pride and illusion
Intrusion drives our temperament’s
state of destructive diffusion
There’s no defusing this bomb
Because the wick has been lit
It’s just too late to refuse
That the explosion has hit
This is it
The troops are marching
Yeah we’re deep in the shit
Our fate is written
Our peril’s real
And all peace is forfeit
They’ll be no victors in this fight
Yeah There can only be losses
To the world we were the light
But As brothers brawl
And bodies fall
We’ll see the fall
Of the American night
The battle lines have been chosen
it seems that brotherhood’s lost
All the factions are frozen
a deep chill at a deep cost
It’s not north versus south
But rather neighbor versus neighbor
Former friends become foes
Civil war is a bloody labor
Every face has been made suspect
As We seek to detect
The faintest semblance of a foe
And as we seek to deflect
It has an effect on our souls
As we no longer respect
The rule of law
So We impose
Instead the law of the sect
We hunker down in our echo chambers
While Listening to familiar strangers
Tell their tales of many distant dangers
And pretend to be civil saviors
They distract and deceive
And we all clap and believe
Because we all have a need
To think it’s truth we receive
Don’t fall for it
Their all for it
Open your eyes while you still can
Because It’s from the wrong spirit
Still we all hear it
It’s from the spirit of man
The battle lines have been chosen
it seems that brotherhood’s lost
All the factions are frozen
Its a deep chill at a deep cost
It’s not north versus south
But rather neighbor versus neighbor
Former friends become foes
Civil war is a bloody labor
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