From the recording Animal Life
Lyrics
The Murder Show
Do you think your colors can
Gloss the wicked world?
Paint it anyway you please
It will burn away
Her divine flame
The Murder of Today
Do you think good taste can drown
Moans of tortured earth
Dress her in the Sunday news
bend her like a twig
She will come your way
The Murder of Today
Stomped up, shot or torn apart
it's the same to Us
Bait us anyway you can
Mantras of the Ruling Class
In time will pass
The Murder of Today
Drowning in a sea of flesh
Parroting the lies
You hear a voice
the rest is noise