You can speak all you like But the words defy clarity It's a million to one that you've not gotten through to me As his days convert to nights But the attire to destroy myself or fight The world is all around you And there's nothing you can say You can fathom the ending Of all this time chemically It's a million to one that it doesn't mean shit to me And the temper lives to flare There's no one that can stop me And there's no one bound to care I can illustrate my anger In a world of god and money The world is all around you And there's nothing you can say More from Christ Analogue