Mission Convincers - Trap Them

I’ll tell it like he told me

Like it happened after that rabid feast that we all heard

Masks on the face and smoke in the air

With a city block done and revenge done served

I wanna hear this from the hills

I want you to hear this disguiser

And I need you to find me in my corner table in a backlit booth

And whisper it all back to me with venom tongues

I want you to know when we all come down

With neon breaths

With solid sight

With New England fog under October skies

And Paris wind on the lips of every pair of blackened eyes

I want it all

I want it gone

This is a failure to comply

Painted on the walls by dirty hands untried

And I want you to run with me

To run with us, to run like us, to live with us

To live like us, and die like us

Alive like us, and die like us

I want you to know when we all come down

I want you to hear this disguiser

I want you to know

I want you to feel…

I want it all

I want it gone

It ain’t what it…

Where are you?

With solid sight

With solid sight

Make no mistakes when they read what you leave on the wall

Make no mistakes that we believe what we live in the heart of the world that we.

We all

Resistance

Come dead the faith

And fuck the feast

Come dead the faith

And fuck the feast

Come dead the faith

And fuck the feast