Birth Becomes, Death Becomes ... Lyrics

Birth rocks the cradle and death lines the tombstone

And somewhere between lies the joy and misfortune

Child's white crib shining bright in the morning yields

To a limousine black as the end of the day

Born into hunger for which our lives are defined

And dying to feed on the scent of our nocturnal ride

Flesh upon flesh in this act of renewal

Lover's entwined in a desperate need to survive

Birth takes the virgin and death plays the martyr

From deep in the bowels out creeps religion

Promise of worlds in the here, ever after

Soured by greed on these present political shores

And here in the kill zone we know what is coming

Bones and condolences buried in decorative rows