Aidan Hyland - War Stories (Milk of the Poppy) Lyrics

Stare into the face of madness
Wallow in the consequences of our actions
Now you know the world is ending
Human beings are transcending
Crawl into your soft cocoon
Doctor Death will see you soon
Ignorant and blissful, you will close your eyes
Far too late to realize
Killing off the pain, the needle hits the vein
Vehicles of hate, we asphyxiate
Cardiac arrest will finish off the rest
Bodies warp and seize, becoming our disease
Someone call a paramedic
Just another victim of the epidemic
Walking dead, we're slipping under
Nodding off to lifeless slumber
Narcan to the leg, families weep and beg
But the demon's taken hold, and the body's turning cold
Pharma sells the lie, and the politicians buy
Doctors load the gun, there's nowhere left to run
Are we just pawns in a sick game?
Are our lives all made of glass?
Population control and whitewashing
This has affected all our lives
Yet we turn our blindest eye
From the war in our backyard
Heroin, be the death of me