Surrender

We try to decipher the truth from the lie.

There were bolder lines in those analog times.

Station after station, a catalog of capitulations.

“Abort mission”? This is no fucking solution.

Digging tunnels under Babylon is not sufficient.

And I think I know what you’re wishing,

so I’m renewing my vows:

No more giving up, no more giving in.

No more shame for what’s underneath my skin.

No more nostalgia for the face I wore when I was young.

No more violence with my eyes,

no more violence with my tongue.

You want to talk about skin?

Let’s talk about skin.