“The Truth Is Dead”
Written by Mark Morton, Josh Wilbur, Randy Blythe and Alissa White-Gluz
Vocals – Randy Blythe / Alissa White-Gluz
Guitar – Mark Morton
Bass – David Ellefson
Drums – Roy Mayorga
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Long gone are the days of right and wrong,
Complacent overcast
Pried eyes, a fodder feast to glut the minds
Shots fired, watch the soap box rise
A forked tongue, a French kiss
Ill winds blowing blacklists
Left is right, and black is white
Buying face, selling resourcing coins and cashing checks
Deep states and surface illusions
Blank space and buried collisions
Hold my hand and fill my head
Ring in nose, still unopposed
The truth is dead
Blessed bliss, binary codes
Ignorance and lethal loads
Shield the rich and kill the sick
Snake oil rigs anointed
Trust fund pigs duly appointed
Every wall a window, every door a lock
Heads in the sand, we feign oblivion
Welcoming landscapes of shadows and fallacies
Total eclipse, more appealing than reality