How The Country Falls

I've fot my bar-code.

Sky is blackish kind of gray. and all the people they run 
away.
Never thought it would end this way. Because it's a most 
unholy day.
Gone are Christians who give hassles. Friends and I, we 
live in castles.
They used to tell me "Don't make waves".

And this - is how the country falls. 'Cause we - don't care
 about the polls.
We know - what they all say is false.

Everwhere I'm seeing more and more dead. Wouldn't take the 
mark on their forehead.
Those recent converts are too late. I'll have their hearts 
on my dinner plate.
Democracy is gone. Homicide on my front lawn.
No more cares if you got a gun. Priorities are based on 
fun.

Welcome to a life in Sodom. Sex and drugs, you know I've 
got'em.
Terror and violence, the perfect tools. Now life is hell 
under my rule.