The Watchers: Future

[Intro: heavy wah pedal riff, distorted telecaster, screaming feedback, vintage Hammond B3 swell sarcastic delivery] [Verse 1] Fall in line All you swine You are making waves For mankind Get the noose Hang the goose It's come to roost In your barn Despite your sooths Keep your head Believe what's said Walk where you're led Or they'll count the words And weigh the dead [Verse 2] You dissent They give no recompense Into the lion's den Mauled by the freaks They're making noise They'll take your toys Tie your hands Lock your man Don't take a stand [Chorus] Cause in this land Currency is complacency And sycophants eat belligerence for lunch [Vocal breakdown: distant echo building to heavy metal screams] Belligerence... Belligerence... BELLIGERENCE... BELLIGERENCE! [Guitar Solo: heavy blues-rock fuzz solo, screaming wah pedal, sustained analog feedback] [Verse 3] The land you see Isn't free It is a sea of homogeneity Made by the king So drink your tea It is no longer in the sea [Verse 4] Wash away your bliss Wash away your sarcasm There is no land where truth is rising Only a fortress for the great chism [Verse 5] The watchers are here We know how it goes Antiquities sow the truth of old And we carry the truth of the old ones forth To new worlds In our hands Our breath we command [Bridge: heavy stomping rhythm, dark organ chords] Marchers of old The truth is told Watch it unfold Watchers of old Time immortal Whispers to your soul Grab hold And enter truth's portal [Outro: heavy crashing guitar chords, sustained Hammond organ drone, analog tape echo decay, abrupt stop]