Task Force – Better Off Dead Lyrics
Lyrics
Intro
- It was like the end of world. There was destruction everwhere.
- People scrambled around in hysterical panic.
- Cars, buses and taxi were slamming into each other by the second.
- Mass confussion reigned down on the matropolis like never before.
- And the cause of all this...
Chester P
- Start the procession, march of the dead men,
- Clutching the vision of a blind mans senses.
- Every man's Judas, trusting corruptus,
- Thirty bits of silver's on your mind in the darkness.
- Living on the carcass of a world on the market,
- Markings are wiped out.
- You can buy the sky now, the stars and the sun too.
- Look what controls us, look what becomes you,
- Look to your compass.
- Check your direction,
- Watch for horsemen lost with the offspring of legends,
- I'm boxed in this frame full of tension,
- With both eyes watching.
- Dead men tell no tales and I'm talking,
- Caught in a war for material importance.
- Earth song crutched, wretched and blistered.
- We tested this restistance, I question existance.
- All man's Judas, we all have the symptoms,
- Distance arriving, last of the heart beats,
- Can't speak, can't think, can't ever seem to sleep.
- Have you ever felt guilt for way you live?
- People starving while you're eating on your favourite dish.
- Pollution's rising, the ice caps are mealting quick.
- You might think it's better un said.
- But some times I feel like we're better off dead, yeah.
- You might think it's better un said.
- But some times I feel like we're better off dead.
Hook
- Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
- Death shall become us.
Farma G
- I fear we're dead with no fight left.
- God sent us angels and we clipped there wings,
- Like we have no sense.
- With science we murdered the mysteries,
- And hid in the comfort of our man made luxuries.
- We lie in our books, we lie like the elders,
- Written by a pen, with greed as it's held up.
- Right through the ages we don't need any sage or prophets,
- Cause today we make our own way.
- We paid for mistakes with an appologies face,
- Man don't need faith, cause they got champagne.
- And that's sham and pain, all mixed in a glass,
- This world's gone mad, should I cry or laugh?
- As my energy's low I wanna let it all blow,
- As we walk on the moon, earth dies very slow.
- She was stabbed and infected by the mess of mechanics.
- And we're all gonna die when the rivers flow red,
- And disease runs wild in ammoungst bloodshed.
- Cause us stupid little humans and our very big heads,
- Let go of the magic and every last breath,
- And killed any chance of making progress.
- This world and its people are better off dead.
- This world and its people are better off dead.
Hook
- Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
- Da na, we're better off dead.
- Da na, we're better off dead.
- Da na, we're better off dead.
- Death shall become us, we're better off dead.