Misery Index The Color Of Blood
What instills fear into the hearts of men
The pale blank stare of the bastard sons of Sam
Waltons perched on high, big brother Bush's patriot act
As Fear, the great inhibitor, can motivate the taking of lives back
Consume... your empire your tomb
We sold our SUV's
We bleeding red and black
We got up from our knees
And took that shit from Wal-Mart back
And I could give a f..ck about this shit robot parade
Red white and blue and sleep
And so soundly they shall stay
I'll curse this till my throat will bleed, bleeding red and black
In the wake of awakening, red and f..cking black
Consume... your empire your tomb
Lying to yourself, a state of self delusion
As commonground with greed is a commonplace illusion
Who should peddle fear onto the hearts of men
As fear, the great back-stabber, can give one means to stand
