This is called Parables At last we watch these cities tumble I swear this beast will eat itself It feasts itself into digestion and it's shitting us out in a mess of rejected intestines But we weekly willed will cry tears when hear that the beast is killed Because each has spilled themselves before it and begged that the beast should eat its fill And yes people still believe that their rewards are gonna come That's why they keeping still Heeding the shrill pitch of it's persuasion And living each day for the next temptation Because they extended the invitation We coax the beast down from the hills We said "Come, come wreck our hearts, Come fill our hands our wealth and don't show no mercy" Ah but the beast it fooled us It told us it loved us when really it ruled us It subtly screwed us all down into place while we wept in it's name and we begged for a taste See when it's all easy to grab we get complacent Our senses defenseless against the invasion of hostile forces parading as friendly It feels like we've got so much that it left us empty So then we got more in a frenzy to fill up the void but the void is increasing It seems we're all speaking so much we've lost meaning It seems we're all deep in the guts of this demon But this ain't no overblown theory I ain't saying this is the work or no secret pact What I'm saying is this is the outcome of consumer identity And that is the beast at our back And it has the support of the courts and the law So now we can't trust justice because she just feeds the beast jaws With the bodies that arrive in a heap on the floor And now the jails are all flooded with the blood of the poor We must be like the water and head back to the source Instead we're grinning away while the rocks watch our core But what for? Our smiles are locked doors and our hearts are not sure that we even want more The meaning of mine is not mine anymore It's not yours but you lot here you are not a lost cause Still these are the times of the parables These are the times of the freeborn mind self manacled Time prophesied by the ancients When the days are so full they've made us vacant But just love be filled with love and have strength enough to be still when shoved See the filth and the rust can't corrupt the goodness that fills your blood And all truth is built on trust And it's up to us to move right because moves must get made So be bare faced in this masquerade See too many hearts have grade in a dullness of days But our hearts are displayed as we charge on like it's the last parade We don't believe that we can't be saved We believe in change and we believe in it transpires when we need it But the ships that we stand are not see fit It's these vessels filled with the chaos of commerce that are leading us into the wreckage but I swear we're at the helm We've got the tillers in hand And the truth that was lost we can still understand We need to build bridges over this splintered land Before the hour glass cracks and spills it's sandThis is called Parables At last we watch these cities tumble I swear this beast will eat itself It feasts itself into digestion and it's shitting us out in a mess of rejected intestines But we weekly willed will cry tears when hear that the beast is killed Because each has spilled themselves before it and begged that the beast should eat its fill And yes people still believe that their rewards are gonna come That's why they keeping still Heeding the shrill pitch of it's persuasion And living each day for the next temptation Because they extended the invitation We coax the beast down from the hills We said "Come, come wreck our hearts, Come fill our hands our wealth and don't show no mercy" Ah but the beast it fooled us It told us it loved us when really it ruled us It subtly screwed us all down into place while we wept in it's name and we begged for a taste See when it's all easy to grab we get complacent Our senses defenseless against the invasion of hostile forces parading as friendly It feels like we've got so much that it left us empty So then we got more in a frenzy to fill up the void but the void is increasing It seems we're all speaking so much we've lost meaning It seems we're all deep in the guts of this demon But this ain't no overblown theory I ain't saying this is the work or no secret pact What I'm saying is this is the outcome of consumer identity And that is the beast at our back And it has the support of the courts and the law So now we can't trust justice because she just feeds the beast jaws With the bodies that arrive in a heap on the floor And now the jails are all flooded with the blood of the poor We must be like the water and head back to the source Instead we're grinning away while the rocks watch our core But what for? Our smiles are locked doors and our hearts are not sure that we even want more The meaning of mine is not mine anymore It's not yours but you lot here you are not a lost cause Still these are the times of the parables These are the times of the freeborn mind self manacled Time prophesied by the ancients When the days are so full they've made us vacant But just love be filled with love and have strength enough to be still when shoved See the filth and the rust can't corrupt the goodness that fills your blood And all truth is built on trust And it's up to us to move right because moves must get made So be bare faced in this masquerade See too many hearts have grade in a dullness of days But our hearts are displayed as we charge on like it's the last parade We don't believe that we can't be saved We believe in change and we believe in it transpires when we need it But the ships that we stand are not see fit It's these vessels filled with the chaos of commerce that are leading us into the wreckage but I swear we're at the helm We've got the tillers in hand And the truth that was lost we can still understand We need to build bridges over this splintered land Before the hour glass cracks and spills it's sandThis is called Parables At last we watch these cities tumble I swear this beast will eat itself It feasts itself into digestion and it's shitting us out in a mess of rejected intestines But we weekly willed will cry tears when hear that the beast is killed Because each has spilled themselves before it and begged that the beast should eat its fill And yes people still believe that their rewards are gonna come That's why they keeping still Heeding the shrill pitch of it's persuasion And living each day for the next temptation Because they extended the invitation We coax the beast down from the hills We said "Come, come wreck our hearts, Come fill our hands our wealth and don't show no mercy" Ah but the beast it fooled us It told us it loved us when really it ruled us It subtly screwed us all down into place while we wept in it's name and we begged for a taste See when it's all easy to grab we get complacent Our senses defenseless against the invasion of hostile forces parading as friendly It feels like we've got so much that it left us empty So then we got more in a frenzy to fill up the void but the void is increasing It seems we're all speaking so much we've lost meaning It seems we're all deep in the guts of this demon But this ain't no overblown theory I ain't saying this is the work or no secret pact What I'm saying is this is the outcome of consumer identity And that is the beast at our back And it has the support of the courts and the law So now we can't trust justice because she just feeds the beast jaws With the bodies that arrive in a heap on the floor And now the jails are all flooded with the blood of the poor We must be like the water and head back to the source Instead we're grinning away while the rocks watch our core But what for? Our smiles are locked doors and our hearts are not sure that we even want more The meaning of mine is not mine anymore It's not yours but you lot here you are not a lost cause Still these are the times of the parables These are the times of the freeborn mind self manacled Time prophesied by the ancients When the days are so full they've made us vacant But just love be filled with love and have strength enough to be still when shoved See the filth and the rust can't corrupt the goodness that fills your blood And all truth is built on trust And it's up to us to move right because moves must get made So be bare faced in this masquerade See too many hearts have grade in a dullness of days But our hearts are displayed as we charge on like it's the last parade We don't believe that we can't be saved We believe in change and we believe in it transpires when we need it But the ships that we stand are not see fit It's these vessels filled with the chaos of commerce that are leading us into the wreckage but I swear we're at the helm We've got the tillers in hand And the truth that was lost we can still understand We need to build bridges over this splintered land Before the hour glass cracks and spills it's sand