Open Grave
They came and went, the warning signs
The canary was dust, but the mine was running on double time
Pulled down the alarms, tore out the break lines
Gag reflex override
Eyes sewn shut, mouths open wide
Relax the throat and let it slide, cold comforts of patriotic lies
Genuflect for power
They're lining up to cower
For a seat at the master's feet, they'll swallow yesterday's unthinkable
So was it good? Was it even any good while it lasted?
One plague less is not the end of it all, another house of cards born to fall
And what passes for eulogy when they chose to let the lifeline bleed
Until the last light blinked out and the well ran dry?
