discourse is dead

Architects

Oh, it just won t calculate, a prophecy with a twist
Do you really think Christ was a capitalist?
Every man for himself
Let thy neighbour drown, amen

So sing us a sad song
So sing us to sleep
Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues

The discourse is dead
Stood at the tip of the wing
You gotta watch where you tread

Round up the ambivalent, you mustn t sit in the shade
Cause it s blasphemous for one to abstain from hate
We re all sisters and brothers
But if you re one of the others, then fuck you

So sing us a sad song
So sing us to sleep
Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
So save me the sermon
You all sound the same
Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues

No common sense left in these empty hands, swimming towards the storm
Two beating hearts, two poles apart
No common sense left in these empty hands, swimming towards the storm
Two beating hearts, two poles apart

So sing us a sad song
So sing us to sleep
Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues
So save me the sermon
You all sound the same
Cause we all dance around the carousel
Chewing through our tongues

The discourse is dead
Stood at the tip of the wing
You gotta watch where you tread
Don t look down, let thy neighbour drown
Discourse is dead