Lyrics by Lean Bear

Raging

Steady as she goes, a semblance of calm
Not wanting to trigger any alarms
By the light of a billion crayon suns
You smile with your eyes as you think with your guns

Pretending to need what is given to us
To believe, that the summit of virtue is trust
Pretending to bleed when they're taking the piss
They'd lock you away, could they only hear this

Raging
A storm on a jet-black sea
Down under the ice of a moon on the shores of the Pleiades
Amazing
The terror that shines in the dawn
Just praying
It's not the last thing I ever see before moving on

Let children be fed to the gender machine
Some billionaire savior will come wash it all clean
Well, what could we do, we had taxes to pay
And it was all gonna happen, either which way

And the past holds a magic we can resurrect
And the burdens we've shirked can be buried intact
Yet beneath all the crayon color-book bliss
Souls would blacken like coals, could they only face this

Raging
A storm on a jet-black sea
Down under the ice of a moon on the shores of the Pleiades
Amazing
The terror that shines in the dawn
Just praying
It's not the last thing I ever see before I move on

Why is it so hard for them to perceive
The clicks of the cogs of the cosmic machine?
Comeuppance will come and with nothing they do
Can they forestall the payment that's due
As light swallows shadow, so does waking sleep
With a fury so deep it will strip
The dumb smile from each lip so obscene...

Raging
A storm on a jet-black sea
Down under the ice of a moon on the shores of the Pleiades
Amazing
The terror that shines in the dawn
Just praying
It's not the last thing I ever see before moving on...