Lyrics

FAILED STATE

Fist fights, dim light in Eden
Stale taste, failed state of Zen

Dictator, tailgater
The nightly pursuit
Open window, armoured limo
Strong arm coming for you

Send in the thugs, plant the bugs
But they don't need or want proof
From the ground floor to the top drawer
An all out rooting through

Fist fights, dim light in Eden
Stale taste, failed state of Zen

The cold sweat, what might come yet
The blackout in plain view
Shock and awe, martial law
The dharma under curfew

Fist fights, dim light in Eden
Stale taste, failed state of Zen

Is it too late?
Is it too late?
Failed state of Zen