I spend my time betting on Trojan horses
and find security inside the uniform
for you have blind faith in your eyes
and know that the system cannot fail

Water under the bridge, and water down
from the heavens; I still miss you like a friend
and trust is not what it used to be
so here I descend into the day

I spend my time wasting life from the tap
and bask in the shine of a sun unsetting
for you trust you won’t feel thirst tomorrow
and know that global warming is a myth

A future made of helmets, and a future
made of jumpsuits; I still see you as the enemy
and it shows little love to command legions
so here I ascend to cast the first stone