Look at our collection of hands, heads and feet to see where we've been
Embrace this parody
The ending of things you can believe
We'll drive you till you're skin and bones and when we finally reach the end
You'll fall into our open arms, accept our tears of sympathy
Make way for our emptiness
A descent that never ends till the one last living thing is the next thing to go
You should know by now that we never come in peace
Endure this tragedy, wrap yourselves in our fantasies
When you think of all you've lost, weigh it with what you've gained in trade
We've given the greatest gift
This savior that will never rise
The Bringer of Greater Things
Creator of Brighter Days
The city cops, a sub-zero night
A midnight ride out of town
The passenger was found frozen to the snow
Our enduring legacy
We bring a better way
Our handshake crushing bone
The blankets that keep you warm, we've soiled with disease
The Bringer of Greater Things. Creator of Brighter Days
The hollow songs you'll sing at the ending of your day
(Dedicated to Rodney Naistus, Neil Stonechild and Lawrence Wegner)
(Murdered by members of the Saskatoon Police Department)