Tell-a-Tale Blues

Act 1:

Night. Brother speaks,

Petrol stench lingers the air,
my icy eyes behold the land,
without the barrels as poisoned heir,
this greenly land would sure look bland

Pestilence would sit in awe,
Metal Teeth rake the sky,
People's death, signed by law
All are numbers in my eye.

Barren lands, homely lands,
I once had hope and supported you,
Radiated lands, desolate sprawl,
One thing to do, you too will crawl

To control the masses, but an easy deed
Their thoughts are simple
as their minds are dimple
I lean back, spread a truth or two,
my of course, for all to heed.
After all, I'm here for you.

Act 2:

Dawn. People speak,

Ant, ant, another step
Hand in hand, another tear
March, March, on we go
Dead, Death, to you we bow

Stomp, Stomp, another death,
Rage, Rage, we mute it all,
Hope, Hope, first to fall,
Dead, Death, to you we bow

Lies, Lies, we see them here,
Truth, Truth, don't shed a tear,
Stumble, Tumble, stand up one more time,
Dead, Death, nod your head and you'll be fine

Ant, Ant, just march on
Quiet, Quiet, by tomorrow you're gone
Life, Life, don't we deserve better
Dare, Dare, the forbidden letter.

Act 3:

Morning. She speaks,

Hexogen Tears cry beneath a phosphor sky,
Brother State wants you all to die.
Like Moths, you stare and feel,
the burning touch of angry steel.

A thousand dead, just to kill me
This lifeless Hive, empty shell,
I sit and laugh, for all to see
He promised heaven and gave you hell.

Veins of Light, Veils of Lies
Hovering above like an old satelite
I sit and laugh, and cut the ties
I lift the cup and take a sip.

Fabricated Truth, my brother's domain
He calls it victory over Terror.
I'll leave him to it, it's all in vain,
He will be dead, when he sees his error.

Hexogen Tears cry beneath a phosphor sky,
Brother State, forget your lie.
Like Bees, i'll buzz and seal
the slow pact of your goodbye

Celulose Pulp, piled into a sheet
Illusions as chains and still so true
A letter, contract of your brother's defeat
signed by the miserable likes of you.

Epinephrine, I summon thee,
concentration, come here and see,
Like bees to the hive, honey honey,
I'm not in for fame: just your money.

This contract I seal, Austenite Feather,
it scratches over outdated hope
I dress to kill, black skintight leather,
Come all and play, on the slippery slope

Argon kisses the prophet's skin,
a small pistol, unlike any other kin,
Just one shot, to change the country,
Wash away dictators, then do the laundry.

I sigh and smile, my humor just died,
Who wouldn't with what I have in sight.
Brother state, my ugly brother,
What tragedy, I was your greatest lover.

Act 4:

Noon. Brother speaks,

My I wonder what's the meaning of this?
The numbers do not calculate,
Who did the thing at Allworld Tower?
Metal pieces, a spikefilled shower
Why am I punished by fate?

My, what do I care about it,
Of course you will rebuild that thing,
I laugh manically while I sit,
Shut up people, you have a song to sing.

Now what? You dare another riot?
Numbers, one and one open the way
Here have a gift, nuclear diet
You won't survive that very day

I lean back and laugh in silence
My best bet always is violence
And you my little ants, what say you?
"I believe everything you say is true!"

Now hush, minor being,
I have a truth to spread
I need to shape a feeling,
my god that's hard, for I don't care
But I will act sad, oh yes I dare!

Dear Citizens, loyal sheep
Please jump the hole, it isn't deep
It's filled with truth, I really swear
Those damned terrorists wage warfare.

The things I do are of your own will
Just nod your head and take the bill
I need more toys, har, weapons of course
Watch in awe as I ride death's horse

Act 5:

Dawn. She speaks,

Over the shoulders of Justice
I look down on your disease
I'm in your your office,
No its no longer in one piece.

The screens are flickering
Your soldiers are bickering,
You sure are sickening,
My pulse is quickening,

The prophet's shot is fired
Your promised death was hired.

Wait, something is wrong
from halls afar I hear a Gong
You stand up from the ground
Smiling like a hellpit hound.

Soldiers swarm from all directions,
I raise my arms with no objections
Brother State why do you smile?
Why are there no people within a mile?

The soldiers blur, just a ghost
I stumble forwards, what is this
A man appears by the name of Host
You won't fool me, I spit and hiss

You've won the game, Mylady Queen.
Grace and style, the likes i've not seen.
His smile speaks those empty words to me,
They're just hollow, illusions, hah, now I see.

I look at my target, still alive.
If I am to lose, for your death I'll thrive
Two steps, Three steps, then one more
I bash your head till my arms feel sore

I've won, my dearest brother.
That look tells me, you thought you'd win
Go and cry for your mother
Then ponder and burn in hell for your sin

Act 6:

Night. Media speaks,

Dear viewers, I come bearing information,
Some things have changed in our nation.
Those once in charge, are no longer,
Their own madness turned out stronger.

The queen killed the king,
After our simulated game,
Ah and just one more thing,
She'll never be the same.

As it seems, she lost her mind,
A spirit that had once been kind
Game and Reality for her they mixed
Lunatic Asylum, your duty to fix

With these words, your host bids good night
Until tomorrow's next great fight.