It doesn’t even taste good,
It doesn’t even feel like death,

I’ll give you just a little more,
Just a little more…

… until it’s life sucking life,
Death feeding everything,

I had to say it all belongs to you,

But you belong to me.

Everything belongs to you,
But you belong to me.

So get down on your knees,
So fall down at my feet.

You think somebody knows my mind?
A black robe, white dog collar, bleeding wine?

I’ve got everybody doing time,
I want all your money,
Every tithe.

I’ll go and spread a sickness in your food,
A death trap,
So don’t you leave that pew,

And get down on your knees.

Everything belongs to you,
But you belong to me.

…well, it’s the price to pay
To bring you life from the other side, 
For ten minutes in your free world.

It’s alright.

It’s just a dress rehearsal.

It’s alright.

Because if you pray to your god,
And you wish hard enough, 
And you pay all your tithes To the kingdom above,

It’s alright.

Because I’m far away

In another land,
Hearing every other fucker
In the courtyard screaming

“Off with his head!”

Next time…

…maybe next time,
You won’t be able to say

“It’s just a dress rehearsal”

And then it’s
“Off with his head!”

For real.

They’ll give me something to feel, 
And I’ll be martyred on air,
And you’ll pretend that you care…

… And it’s all because you didn’t believe
When they were screaming

“Off with his head!”

It never really took me,
It never even really crossed my mind
To ever think about the consequence
Of leaving everything we’ve ever known

Behind.

It never really struck me,
That when we’re gone we could go on
(We could go on).

This flesh and bone,
It’s not a throne.
It’s not the only way to stay around.

It’s the closest thing we’ll have
To an afterlife.
It’s the only way to avoid the inevitability
Of leaving everything we’ve known

Behind.

But still it didn’t take me,
At least, I didn’t give it time.
And even after this epiphany,
I can’t make up my mind.

And still it didn’t shake me.
I think that maybe I was blind.
But even so, it goes to show, 
We’re clearly not aligned, 
And maybe won’t be.

It’s the closest thing we’ll have
To an afterlife.
It’s the only way to avoid the inevitability
Of leaving everything we’ve known
Behind.

So why won’t I?

When I was a little girl, 
And you were a little boy, 
And England was an empire.

England was an empire.

Daddy didn’t like me being cold,
And mummy didn’t like it when I told.
They hid it for their empire.

They hid it for their empire.

Father didn’t want you speaking out,
For how would he explain to king and crown?
When heaven was an empire.

When heaven was an empire.

When I was a little girl, 
And you were a little boy,
Nothing was an empire.

Nothing was an empire.

Big brother watching, looking 
On closed circuit television.
A voyeuristic way to be,
A pervert getting off on me,
Doing everything I can;
Doing everything I should:
Doing everything I couldn’t fucking do
Without a special kind of violence in my heart…

…the loving kind that makes it hard
To see the forest for the trees;

The kind that falls upon its knees.

I’m just taking orders, not taking lives.
An inferior effigy, stood in the firing line.
Model army;
Plastic heart;
Empty vessel, filled right from The start of everything to come:

A bloody war!
There’s always something left to come,
It’s never over.

Bang bang, little fucker.
Bang bang, you’re dead.
Silly fucker, and you’ve got big brother to thank
For all his generosity,
For always smiling down on me.

Your liberation?
It will never be
Until you fall upon your knees.

I’m just taking orders, not taking lives.
An inferior effigy, stood in the firing line.
Model army;
Plastic heart;
Empty vessel, filled right from 
The start of everything to come:

A bloody war!
There’s always something left to come,
It’s never over.

I’m just taking orders, not taking lives.
An inferior effigy, stood in the firing line.

Model army.
Model army.

I did not hallucinate,
And there’s nothing wrong inside my head. I…

I did not hallucinate,
I’ve been teling everyone I meet. I…

I did not hallucinate,
But I couldn’t write it down because I…

I’ve got a message for you,
So lean in, if you want the truth.
It might seem like you’ve heard it before, 
But all similarities, ignore.

I’ll cast off your filthy sins
For a little piece of what’s inside you,

But don’t you ever question what I’m saying.

You did not hallucinate,
Because you know I wouldn’t tell a lie. I…

I did not hallucinate,
And I know I’m onto something real, I…

I did not hallucinate you.
You did not hallucinate.

It might seem a little hard to believe,
But put your faith in me.
You won’t believe you’re blind,
But I will take your mind…

…out into another plain,
Just give it time,
From there we’ll reign.

Spread the word to get it out.
Prove to me you are devout.

We could not imagine why,
But these words are all we have to live by.

We are not accountable,
And we do not have to justify why
We take all and give none back,
I’m just passing on the message that I…

…I did not hallucinate,
And you know I wouldn’t tell a lie, I…

I did not hallucinate,
And there’s nothing wrong inside my head.

It was an idle Sunday morning
When you found me lying there –
An empty shell;
A carcass;
Lifeless.

A body, not a vessel;
Expired flesh and blood;
A pointless article of worth.

And if you didn’t know it yet,
Then soon you surely should.

The tolling of the iron
Won’t make it through my ears.

And there’s no reason to believe
That anything will come of me…

…that there’s a final judgement;
That I’ll be finally free.

Beggars;
Whores;
Countrymen of harmless dispositions,
Dreaming up the punishments, waiting ahead;
Dreaming up a life
For when they are dead.

Priests,
Who are poised for altar boys,
And cardinals, safe in exile,
And suicide bombers in the midst of replevin,
All dreaming up rewards they’ll be given in heaven.

And every time a child rapist
Is leniently sentenced after citing
Jesus as the saviour of all,
And vicarious settler of scores…

…it’s always pinned on those countrymen;
On those beggars;
On those whores.

And it goes on,
And on,
And on.

And I’m glad it’s not true.