The Famine - A Pavement Of Good Intentions [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Liar, Liar... Liars, how far is far enough? When will you stop this?
Just when is your work done? Who do you think you are?
Children, playing dress-up with dad's guns? Shouting orders from bitter blackened lungs
The grandest drunken brawl, the talking heads will praise your valor

The crimson gore of the martyr bathed in the light of the sun
A monolith forged in fire, praised by poisoned tongues

The sheep, when led to the slaughter, despite their urges to run
Must heed the call of their shepherds until there are none. Liars

Vultures, cowards in the sky, are now descending on the bones of what has died
Their mothers must be so proud of them for doing just as they were told
Spending their lifetime being bought and sold
I'll see your Ruby Ridge, and I will raise you one Jonestown

The crimson gore of the martyr bathed in the light of the sun
A monolith forged in fire, praised by poisoned tongues

The sheep, when led to the slaughter, despite their urges to run
Must heed the call of their shepherds until there are none

A battle less cloak and dagger, and much better publicized
The towering weight of a nation, it's better not to fight. Liars

It's haunting to think that our hands are what built this thing before our eyes
But rest assured it is real and it will not stop until it controls our lives

You liars, how far is far enough? When will you stop this?
Just when is your work done? Who do you think you are?
Children, playing dress-up with dad's guns? Shouting orders from bitter blackened lungs
The grandest drunken brawl, the talking heads will praise you
I'll see your Ruby Ridge, and I will raise you one Jonestown