Reconciled - Penal Colony

Paranoia in sedate

No longer threatens

See the ordinance fall

See the upright crawl to be mentioned

Sin is no longer the den

Neatly at the back of the queue

«Why?»

is not the question

But the absurdity, the absurdity

«What do you do?»

Fall asleep interrogating

«What do you do?»

Join the old and hated

What do you do

When time bears no covet?

No covet

What do you do

When you’re reconciled?

Reconciled

Complacency burrows down

Like the earwigs that have been waiting

Fulfilling every prophecy

Swore that I would never be

Something is killing it

Without my even knowing it

Let the baggage go, shed the worried soul

And I’m ready for nothing

«What do you do?»

When dysfunction is castrated

«What do you do?»

When there’s order and content

What do you do

When they’ve found you out?

Found you out

What do you do

When you’re reconciled?

Reconciled