Death In Anger

This is a song about a universe who was a parent

It worked all day and night for its children

It only got what it paid for

It was the kind of universe

That never asked for anything

It was the kind of universe who had no time alone

It said its time was up

“All of me is spreading out and wasting here”

It told us everything

It told us too much

We turned it into a mechanism 

We forgot it is an organism

It gave its life to a life of crime

It will die in anger

We will say it was a leader

It was the kind of universe

You’d never wanna be without

It will die in cold, slow anger

Only a few of us ever saw it with its hair down

Death In Anger

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