We've become the outer order Live our lives along the border Get up in ease and face our other To name the sign you've been born under I was bitten by a man Trespa**ing in a psychic state What well-healed boy What simple man Left such a long and living wake I will not sing a hateful song Though it's in me to sing I know to drink the blood is wrong And undue error brings Born to proud, self-conscious people Living free of consequence Speak strange words louder than a witness And damn the dead in self-defense But I was also born and raised To always speak and listen clear To know the last sound that I make Could be the last sound that I hear I will not sing a hateful song Though it's in me to sing I know to drink the blood is wrong And undue error brings