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​Chain Smoking

This song is by Coalesce and appears on the album Give Them Rope (1998).

Fairy tales of fire.
More trials of strength
And tribulations that mean life or death for us all here.
You are boring me.
Solutions not emotion.
Emotion not declarations.
I'm repeating nothing. I'm caring not.
Save the tired cliche's for the already converted.
Poetic licenses have been severely strained.
Kill that albatross for it's not of truth.
It speaks of eternal life without sacrifice.
Kill that fucker there's no wrath to follow.
It's godless and it's incoherent.
And it's still in the flesh.
I can not see it one commitment linking revolving worlds.
And that's all you are, a politician.
Too much grey stop it, there's too much.
No cut and dry truth to be had.
Black and white's long been nonexistent, so I part my way.
Kill that fucker, there's no wrath to follow.
It's godless, it's incoherent and it's in the flesh.
Kill it. So what is the point anyway?
You do not give a fuck about people
And god takes care of his own.
Let's drag them into the streets.
Death to all carnivores and vivisectors,
And don't stop there.
Don't stop with names like fag and nigger.
By your own word we are all gods
And everyone anyone might think undesirable deserves death.
Sin doesn't exist anymore, we are merely animals.
Kill the albatross for it's not of truth.
It speaks of eternal life without sacrifice.
Kill that fucker there's no wrath to follow.
It's godless and it's incoherent.
And it's still in the flesh.
I can not see it one commitment linking revolving worlds.
So I part my way.
She'll shake herself free of us soon enough
And nothing will have mattered.
He's coming a second time,
One last time then it's just a matter of how long it will be
Before we are considered a find.
Another artifact in the dips and rises of civilization.
But still it has turned into a commodity and I listened to you.
Every last one and still I ate it all. I believed it all, now I just hate it all.
I've never been so conceited to think that our fate doesn't lie in god.
So ask me again if I care.
I'm not for sale but I'm still coming after you and I am collecting.