seven feet under

don't you think
before your tongue
begins to wet
and ramble on?

you say: "America...
Profitable...
Nationalize...
Take it whole!"
this is my definition:
mutual strangulation

feed me this?
don’t you think i’d be
better off in a gutter
than to have the right to say:
we will crash!
we will burn!
there are tides
that will turn...

this is my definition:
single-file without a question!

no tomorrow: what a sight to foresee!
growing sorrow for the lives that we lead
don't forget this part:
"incinerate! dehumanize!"
we pull apart, we sacrifice

we will know we are wrong
long before we are gone

don’t you think
before your tongue
begins to wet and ramble on?