Angry at the World - The Kyteman Orchestra

I’ve seen a million dogs waiting for their day.

But with every move we make we lose our way.

We tend to stray from the meaning of our words

And a sense of what to say.

Why have we turned a sacred world into our own?

It’s no wonder in the end we’re left alone.

To deal with all we created in a way that we strip it to the bone.

Just to call it home.

This is what we made of it.

Truly, I’m ashamed of this

All that’s left to say is that I’m angry at the world

Time

And time again I sense the darkness in my veins.

It’s like my limbs are stuck together but estranged

And while the void is consuming me

I know that it will forever reign.

I stand beside you to watch the world decay.

The only difference is that I refuse to pray

‘cause why delay?

I really wanna let it burn

Into darker shades of grey.

Go to hell today.

This is what we made of it.

Truly, I’m ashamed of this.

All that’s left to say is that I’m

Angry at the world.

It’s getting tough to keep my calm and find the will to carry on

Used to manoeuvre but now I’m stuck.

This load of waste keeps

Piling up.

What the … I am

Done with this planet of primates fucking up the climate giving each other

assignments.

Blindly scribbling lines on a map, following guidance,

‘yes your highness!'.

This not so intelligent design ain’t timeless.

You can’t hide behind this.

See how many forgot already that the light we’re

getting is highly finite

I might add Simon says fire that spineless excuse for a leader.

Watch the

demeanor of people that seek to corrupt any legal defence for the poor.

Let’s get rid of all the weak and the terminally sick.

And why not the healthy

and fit?

Here’s the needle.

There’s the poison.

Where’s your heart…

Make it quick

I’ve found relief in not knowing where to go

So I’ve climbed up this mountain and behold:

The most magnificent power of our nature

Where everything is whole, right after it goes.

I’ve lost the elementary methods of control.

I look for thrills and the rest of me is cold.

Although my fate is unthinkable I will keep ignoring

What I’m told.

I’m angry at the world.

I can’t be purged of all the nasty thoughts I have.

They make me see your pain and

I can’t help but laugh

And since the world has been planting them,

I am not accountable for that.

I’m running out of normal things to do

Since you never pay attention to my moves

Which is cool come to think of it.

Honestly, nor do I to you.

This is what we made of it.

Truly, I’m ashamed of this

I have made a fool out of myself

I know I’m destroying us.

I have lost the joy in us

All that’s left to say is that I’m angry at the world

Angry eyes… that pleaded me to cease as I repeatedly beat them.

I needed another way to reason but I’m tantalized… by the congregation of

torsos, or whatever they used to be.

Kill them all I say, today!

Angry sparks…

colliding with a demon’s darkness, stark and rigidly focused on hopelessness,

which we tear apart… the last pieces of puzzled flesh and faces guzzling the

blood of ancients

It’s our fate, embrace it