Lyrics
Still time to die
Expressing the existence of an opportunity or chance to face death.
Everywhere around you, they scream and they cry
Observing widespread suffering with people screaming and crying.
Head in the sand, you turn a blind eye
Choosing to ignore or avoid unpleasant truths and realities.
The bombs drop from nowhere, there’s still time to die
Highlighting the sudden and unexpected nature of destructive events.
Cities turned to rubble, there’s still time to die
Describing the devastation of cities and the continued possibility of death.
They’re hugging dead bodies, and saying goodbye
Depicting scenes of sorrow, with people embracing the deceased and bidding farewell.
No flag covered caskets, mass graves we’ll supply
Noting the absence of traditional military honors and the grim reality of mass graves.
Torn limb from limb, but there’s still time to die
Portraying extreme violence but emphasizing the persisting chance of death.
Red, white, and blue dirt, there’s still time to die
Symbolizing the impact of conflict on patriotic symbols like the flag.
Six hundred billion, they’re your lives to buy
Suggesting a high cost in lives with a reference to a significant financial figure.
You open your mouth, you fucking prick, another fucking lie
Expressing frustration with deceptive statements and lies.
The only silver lining, is there’s still time to die
Finding a small positive aspect in the midst of chaos—the chance to die.
Back’s against the wall, there’s still time to die
Feeling trapped or cornered but recognizing the persistent opportunity for death.
Hacking and slashing at shapes in the night
Engaging in violent actions against unidentified targets in the dark.
Spreading the scourge of american blight
Spreading the destructive influence of an American-centric affliction.
Spill the blood of the innocent child
Highlighting the tragic consequences for innocent children.
The road to freedom, the bodies get piled
Associating the pursuit of freedom with a rising number of casualties.
Spreading religion the American way
Criticizing the imposition of religious beliefs in an American manner.
Saving your soul with a holy grenade
Using a metaphorical "holy grenade" to critique extreme religious solutions.
Your life, your family is what you’ll pay
Suggesting a personal cost in terms of life and family for choosing to stay.
If you’ve decided that you want to stay
Acknowledging the decision to endure pain, torture, and rage.
Escaping the pain, the torture, the rage
Describing a situation where freedom comes at the expense of being confined.
Give me your masses I’ll give you a cage
Expressing a critical view of accepting masses of people in exchange for control.
Taking your children cause we know what’s best
Condemning the separation of children based on an asserted understanding of what's best.
Gather you up send you back with the rest
Gathering people together before sending them back with the rest, possibly implying deportation.
No place to go, no home to return to
Describing a sense of displacement and homelessness with no place to return to.
The pain that remains will always, will always be with you
Highlighting the enduring emotional pain that remains despite physical changes.
Welcome to life controlled thieves
Criticizing a life controlled by those with thieving intentions.
Yes, we’re here to deliver your democracy
Ironically referencing the delivery of democracy, questioning its true nature.
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