Here comes the juggernaut, here come The Poisoners
You kept your mouth well shut, appeared to turn your coat
Here come the Lamb of God and the butcher's boy, Sonny
If dust could only gather in the needle track
If dust could only mutter or in laughter trill
Can I spit out the truth or would you rather just swallow a lie?
Around a silhouette detective fiction walks
But it's the only witness that can testify
Can I spit out the truth or would you rather just swallow a lie?
It's just the evidence, it's of no consequence
They choke the life and land and rob the joy from us
If only dust could gather into lines of chalk
Did they erase the name and wipe away the stain?
For it's the only witness that can testify
Why do they taste of sugar when they're made of money?
It's only flesh and bone, why don't we leave it alone?
If it could warn and whisper from the windowsill
If dust could only gather in a needle track
Why did they dam the land, why did they flood the plain?
Then it would skip a beat and it would jump right back
Now there's a name for you but it's stuck in my throat
