the future

I've put this to bed
what I've written
what I've said
I put it away and sighed
because the moon shines on the snow
and everything below
the moon sighs and we all weep
we are swept under the table
and under the feet of the beast
we are all static
and they are all magic and
I just put my self away
that's the way
it's going to have to be
otherwise

this disease will consume me
this belligerence will rot me
what we are
is not what we were
these songs
on the radio
are filth and cholic
sex songs and repetition
why have we murdered
our mothers and fathers
why are we here alone
with our horny selves
screaming our two-minutes hate
why are we so bold
in our glorious disillusionment
so bland in our anthems
so blind in our faith
why are we even here at all

words are weak
and actions are strong and
we all wander away from ourselves
that's okay
we all require redemption anyway
we are such angry children
rioting under the stars
fucking in the heat
shivering in the cold and
holding our hands out for
more, more, more
we are the future
we are broken and
we are weary
hold on to your heads
because this is going to get
a little scary.