New World Disorder - ErilaZ

The first thing you hear

Is your own misbeating heart

Synced to the amount of stress

That keeps you awake

Caffeine, nicotine, heroine, sodomy

Gasoline, valium, booze

Dirt rally way off-course

And infected prepaid whores

What you see is what you get;

Advertisements and neon lights

Despair, perpetual hurry

And sitcom filled nights

Oh, the pleasures of today

Only black lights to illuminate

Polluted smoke to inhale

Our dried-up bodies have failed

Anarchy in the UK, in Europe

And the whole fucking world

Riots, flag-burnings and gallows

Unwell being, free of charge

Birds of ill omen

Struggling, covered in oil

Feeding on each other

Wrapped in plastic foil

How can you bear

Being raped day after day

Held in utter disgust

Ever continuing this fool’s play

Slit-throats, jesters and madmen

I will haunt you to your grave

The Blood Eagle is reserved for you

And anyone carrying your name

Welcome

Welcome, my friend

To the New World Disorder

Welcome

Welcome, my son

To bathe in the fallout