The imitator of the breakers, the messes His name was Biffy and he liked to keep it high And when he died to the green skin, the apocalypse seemed to die There must be something in the water Where he lied, where he lied He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized It's coming down We've sewn souls and brought the kings down to their knees And now here we are, salutations And every day that you wake is a gift that you take from the gods That's right, you came from the trees and we altered the genes Here you are, all you *** with is wages You had your day but you pissed it away I think it's time that we show our ways Now shut that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountaintops to oceans We are your every need It's coming down With every breath that we take we can hear the sound Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground With every breath that we take we can hear the sound A green skin apocalypse seemed to die You know Billy, he's the godfather Through these eyes, through these eyes He braces the gene, he braces the weeds Holding out for the day he can face them And every day that he trains is a slap in the face to the gods Goddamn Shutting out politics, doing business equals Hating for the elder mixers You had the floor but you gave it a board, now it's equal Can we clean the slate? Now shut that violence all over Let mayhem in the streets From mountaintops to oceans We are your every need It's coming down Somebody needs a reaction to stay on the ground It's coming down Follow a trail of the moons who feed the masses Follow behind the reptilian eyes And one more day in the green skin apocalypse until we die There must be something in the water Where he lied, where he lied He threw that gaping brain asunder When he realized, when he realized Astronomers lie instead, he leads the fight No class, no race, just ***ing violence in their eyes A plan for human survival takes to fly The good that's left and all we cherish stands to die Is this the end of all we know? The end of all Is this the end of all we know? Wasting our lives for a war Fade away Do we feed the reaction? Do we stay? Do we all float away? Do you think you know who you are? Did you think you had it all worked out well? And who could believe Those dead-eyed soldiers Red sky rainfalls No winter beams, no beauty Just cold-eyed monsters and bad production You'll come wild to the moon But that'll just make things worse They see you, they see me They see all No children in the streets, where do they play? When freedom here has been revoked The crown which all their fathers sold No medicine The scarcity of nourishment is evidence And where's our God? Have we seen that side of heaven yet? Rich, poor Clutching to their sheaths in horror Is there an answer? Is there somebody who can take away All our present dismay? Bury the white praise tonight Mayhem in the streets, no order Is there an answer? Is there somebody who can take away All our present dismay? Bury the white praise tonight You bury the, bury the night No praise tonight What has come down Is littered all around Your side Is littered Your side Your side Your side Your side Your side Your side Your side Your side The claim they stake, the land of us they take The claim they stake, the land of us they take The craft he shakes, erased within his wake Victory alone became his head on the soil we know A grave he's laid, a man within his cage Victory alone became his head in the soil he owns Victory alone So we know he comes at all So we know he comes at all Now we're staring at the ground together This is not the time, not the time So we know he comes at all Now we're staring at the ground together Now we're staring at the ground together Now we're staring at the ground together Soil we own becomes us On our back and forth we go Soil we own becomes us Now I'm with the soil we own Soil we own becomes us On our back and forth we go Soil we own becomes us Now I'm with the soil we own Soil we own Soil we own becomes us Now I'm with the soil we own Soil we own becomes us On our back and forth we go Soil we own becomes us Soil we own becomes us This is an over Bryce You