Black + Red + White Quiet Hollers

The enemy is time
The weapon's in my mind
But it’s rusted at the stone
So I just leave it alone
And the days go by
And the days go by

We called this monster into being
His mouth is open now to sing
Do you hear his black and poison words
Become a dull and droning dirge

And the days go by
And my little girl began to cry
And I looked up and planes were falling from the sky
I looked around and clowns were joking genocide
I watched the sycophants dance in red and white
In black and red and white, oh my
And the days go by