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Cryptic Slaughter

Insanity by the Numbers

Thoughts of war, complete destruction plaguing

My brain

Desperation of a world, when will it change

The need for peace the need for something to

Give me hope

Cause this planet soon will reach the end of its

Rope

Governmental bureaucratic assholes tell me that

All is well

They also tell me that to have peace, stockpiles

Must swell

It seems to be though that their logic somehow

Just doesn’t work

They must take us for jerks

Insanity by the numbers

Pushing till we break

It’s insanity by the numbers

How much more will we take

We always sit and let them push us around

This is democracy let’s stand our ground

For death is certain and life is not

Don’t waste the time we got

The final countdown’s slowly ticking away

On a clock that’s gonna fucking blow us away

We’re fighting for our very lies

Do we die or survive

Funny how we’ve seen its power yet we still build

Wasn’t Hiroshima enough, 92,000 dead

But still this insanity keeps on dragging me down

What is this fascination they have with zero ground

It’s insanity