Текст песни Trainwreck On The John Galt Line

Business is business

And who stands to gain?

Just follow the winding paper trail to the top

I can get away with anything

And let the blame fall where it may... upon the heads of my enemies

It does not affect me, it's not reality until there's bloodshed on our own soil

This is a new age

These are the last days

Put a soft light before our eyes

And a caked on pretty face spewing vomit, manipulations, and lies

Witness the triumph of freedom delivered

When objective news media is a notion just as absurd as towers to the heavens brought to the earth (sent to the ground) by two birds
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Off with their heads and out with their secrets

May the private interest revealed provoke public digest

Snap a frame of groveling, faultering empire. On he last leg

With a crumbling foot made of clay

Oh, gratuitous honesty

Lay your burden on me

Suffer us this appalling blessing

Let the truth be set free

Fear is the catalyst

Wrap us up in blankets of misplaced trust, fear in itself is the catalyst

Unified by tragedy and acts of aggression on our homes, on our families

The land of the heathens is ours for the taking