The Ink and the Quill (Be Afraid)

the water turned black
and it's just getting darker
so be afraid, be afraid, be very afraid of the coming nightmare
the neo-christian theocrats pray on a sunday afternoon
then welcome in Pinochet's men to
intimidate and kill
all that we know, all we know
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be very afraid
of the coming nightmare
so filled with exhilaration and feels like intoxication
there's nothing like a firefight to get your blood pumping
we get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction
fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill
we are the hidden fist of the free market
we are the ink, we are the quill
what have you learned through the years?
what have you learned from your fears?
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be very afraid
of the coming nightmare
water tastes like arsenic
feel it pumping coursing in your blood
your throat gets tight
you can't quite breathe
room spinning
kiss your ass goodbye
now you're off, you've been taken on a ride
we've been sold, been sold a bill of lies
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be afraid, be afraid,
be very afraid
of the coming nightmare
there's a storm cloud
gathering overhead
ominous, black, reigning hell
when it drops jackboot down on your streets
you're gonna pray like hell that you're armed to the teeth
built on a corporate welfare scam
rumsfield doctrine stealing wealth
profits to saccharine sweet
the wall street bankers weep
as the storm gains strength
the aging levees break
the ancient ground does quake
and your lungs will fill your spineless apathy