The Famine To The Teeth lyrics

The way I see it the choice is clear
Why would we run when we can hide?
The day of reckoning is drawing near
Gather the virgin suicides

Dig us the shallowest graves in which to lie foolishly
Make peace with the ugly truth we never knew
Sleeping so fitfully, wrestling with what we have done

The mark of the beast
The fate of a nation
A painful release
There is no justification

So there we have it, our minds are made

Better to play dead than to fight
And after all we are afraid
Of sabers rattling in the night

Dig us the shallowest graves in which to lie foolishly
Make peace with the ugly truth we never knew
Sleeping so fitfully, wrestling with what we have
Sleeping so fitfully, wrestling with what we have done

If this place doesn't make you sick
It's because you've suppressed your reflex
To tell right from purely evil deeds