I keep it undercover, demons
Feasting on my troubles, keeping me from slumbering
(Fear!)
Is the gun in the cupboard. Deep inside the thugs and the lovers
Our nature is to suffer it
(Fear!)
Of the other - why keep it undercover?
The people grieve and suffer - it's deeper than the Government
(Fear!)
Of the tongues of our brothers
We sweep them under rugs, into gutters
Sky-scrapers to the slums and the suburbs

Take it from the tongues of the unheard that
Some words, when murmured, turn to fervour, turn to young murdered
Once nurtured, hatred takes its acreage like a noxious weed
Dropping seeds of grief until there's peaceful people knocking teeth
As policy, we greet the lost-at-sea with boxes, locks, and keys
And Manus stands a rocky monument to mob hypocrisy
There's got to be some options worth adopting pre- eternal purgatory
You've heard the story murmured by some learned Tory: "it's us or them!"
The terror embedded in every cellular replica, whether they're buried in sediment
Sentient, clever, or supra-molecular. Don't shoot for the messenger
The root of the dread in humanity's scanning savannah and canopy, standing on
Feet for a peak at a thief or the teeth of a predator
But now the retina's faced with stimulation saturation
A massive clade of anxious apes who'll scrap for change or smash your face in
The great sapiens panicking: grabbing at vanishing resources
While the rich shovel three courses

(Fear!)
I keep it undercover, demons
Feasting on my troubles, keeping me from slumbering
(Fear!)
Is the gun in the cupboard. Deep inside the thugs and the lovers
Our nature is to suffer it
(Fear!)
Of the other - why keep it undercover?
The people grieve and suffer - it's deeper than the Government
(Fear!)
Of the tongues of our brothers
We sweep them under rugs, into gutters
Sky-scrapers to the slums and the suburbs

Ill thoughts consort, morph, build, and spill forth, court
And breed - seeds subconsciously, collectively absorbed, for rarely
Do we speak of what's believed deeply or explore core
Ideologies that lead us all hollerin' into war, cause a
Nation to lock, barricade its doors, deport sea-beat
Refugees that are seeking peace to concentration camps off-shore
Never find no progression nor justice in highest courts, of course
The same said for views that I endorse, but when did "Peace be unto
You, my friend" mean "seek to conquer you and then rape, assimilate, and
Use you, friend"? That sounds like British rule again. Vendettas peddled
Strings of Geppetto, public are sheep in the meadow, truth is
Pestled by media shepherds out to net-worth-treble
But on the level: check the conviction in your decision
The origin of your opposition. Look inside, envision
Onus of honesty, propel me through this odyssey
Is fear or love the true motivation that I am sponsoring?

(Fear!)
I keep it undercover, demons
Feasting on my troubles, keeping me from slumbering
(Fear!)
Is the gun in the cupboard. Deep inside the thugs and the lovers
Our nature is to suffer it
(Fear!)
Of the other - why keep it undercover?
The people grieve and suffer - it's deeper than the Government
(Fear!)
Of the tongues of our brothers
We sweep them under rugs, into gutters
Sky-scrapers to the slums and the...