Hostage to the Empire - Walking Dead On Broadway

Are they smiling as their fabrics of death are received?

Do they welcome our apathy?

Are we feeding on their violence as we borrow our voice

To a consented tyranny?

Every step from here is a step too far but it’s far enough to ignore

Have we already made our peace with the furious forces of war?

Export, expand, accelerate, exteriorate the collapse

We accept that they kill the distant innocent in our place

There’s nothing you can see here that’s not payed for in blood

Are we blinded or are we ashamed to face the utter disgrace?

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster

We are the inertia at the center of the confounded eye of the storm

We are the blind spot in a pastiche of destruction

As long as we stay silent for nobody there will be calm

There is no place we are given to elude the fingers of corruption

Chaos is not caused by subversion

It is a force from above

Terror is not the path of rebellion

It is a function of domination

Domination

Terror is a measure of maintenance

Why don’t we see that this system is fouling from the inside out?

It’s hollow yet, the fraud is getting old

This is the land where peace is bought and war is sold

Hostage

Hostage to the empire

We believe we are alive

But we are hostage to the walking dead

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster

Hopelessness is sold as privilege of the rich

Our cynicism is our daily bread

We believe we are alive

But we are hostage to the walking dead

Life is bought and death is sold

We are the beating heart in the body of the monster

We are the inertia at the center of the confounded eye of the storm

Every step from here is a step too far

Have we already made our peace

With the forces of war?

Hostage

Hostage to the empire

We believe we are alive

But we’re complicit with the walking dead

Cynicism is our daily bread