Part I. Four Score…
This is a war we can’t win.
After ten thousand years, it’s still us against them,
and my heroes have always died at the end.
So who’s going to account for these sins?

And I don’t know who here is my friend.
Well, I’m certain that I’ve seen uglier men,
But Christ, fuck me if I can remember when.
Will I never be lonely again?

Olden times are returning once more,
As six dark-winged devils line up at my door.
Each one is more evil than that which came before.
Seven angels find me spread across the floor.

You’d like everyone to believe you’re a star.
And I’ll admit that it’s worked out pretty well so far.
But when they see the kind of person that you really are
then you won’t be laughing so hard.

Part II. …And Seven
I’m depraved and disgusting, I spew like a fountain,
I’ve been debased, defaced, disgraced and destroyed,
“Most of all, disappointed,” I say atop this mountain
As I urinate into the void.

Fuck, I’m frustrated, freaking out something fierce
Would you help me? I’m hungry, I suffer and I starve
And I struggle and stammer ’til I’m up to my ears
In miserable quote-unquote art.

About how how ever since our forefather came on this land
We’ve been coddling those we should be running through.
They’re not gonna be waiting for you.

Because these humans treat humans like humans treat hogs,
They get used up, carved up, and fried in a pan.
But I wasn’t born to die like a dog, I was born to die just like a man.
I was born to die just like a man!

It’s still us against them, and they’re winning.