VII The Fraudulent 作词：Mark Anthony Garza, Andrew Haston Godwin, Nick Nowell, Jon Richardson
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 calls 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
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