as of it hadn't been clear yet
it's their latest declaration
knocking on the door
we're the weapons of mass destruction
ear to the ground
nothing in the air
doesn't make a sound
fall to the ground
and stare
there's blood in the grave
a picture for the frame
what else can they do
but force us to mate
disruption of the flow
the population stands
snakes in the grass
have shaken my pace
ear to the ground
leaves in the air
don't make a sound
fall to the ground
nothing for you now