Parables

This is called Parables

At last we watch these cities tumble
I swear this beast will eat it'self
It feasts it'self into digestion
And it's shitting us
Out in a mess of rejected intestines
But we weekly willed will cry tears when
Hear that the beast is killed
Because each has spilled themselves
Before it and begged
That the beast should eat it's fill
And yes people still believe that
Their rewards are gonna come
That's why they keeping still
Heeding the shrill pitch of it's persuasion
And living each day for the next temptation
Because they extended the invitation
We coax the beast down from the hills
We said "Come, come wreck our hearts
Come fill our hands our wealth
And don't show no mercy"

Ah but the beast it fooled us
It told us it loved us
When really it ruled us
It subtly screwed us all down
Into place while we wept
In it's name and we begged for a taste

See when it's all easy to
Grab we get complacent
Our senses defenseless against
The invasion of
Hostile forces parading as friendly
It feels like we've got so much
That it left us empty
So then we got more in a frenzy to fill
Up the void but the void is increasing
It seems we're all speaking so
Much we've lost meaning
It seems we're all deep in
The guts of this demon

But this ain't no overblown theory
I ain't saying this is the
Work or no secret pact
What I'm saying is this is
The outcome of consumer identity
And that is the beast at our back
And it has the support of
The courts and the law
So now we can't trust justice because
She just feeds the beast jaws
With the bodies that arrive in
A heap on the floor
And now the jails are all flooded
With the blood of the poor
We must be like the water and
Head back to the source
Instead we're grinning away while the
Rocks watch our core but what for?
Our smiles are locked doors
And our hearts are
Not sure that we even want more
The meaning of mine is not mine anymore
It's not yours but you lot here
You are not a lost cause

Still these are the times of the parables
These are the times of the
Freeborn mind self manacled
Time prophesied by the ancients
When the days are so full
They've made us vacant

But just love be filled with love and have
Strength enough to be still when shoved
See the filth and the rust can't corrupt
The goodness that fills your blood
And all truth is built on trust
And it's up to us to move
Right because moves must get made
So be bare faced in this masquerade
See too many hearts have grade
In a dullness of days
But our hearts are displayed as we charge
On like it's the last parade
We don't believe that we can't be saved
We believe in change and we believe in
It transpires when we need it
But the ships that we stand are not see fit
It's these vessels filled with the chaos
Of commerce that are leading
Us into the wreckage but I
Swear we're at the helm
We've got the tillers in hand
And the truth that was lost
We can still understand
We need to build bridges
Over this splintered land
Before the hour glass cracks
And spills it's sand