Laurence Overmire - Dull Revenge lyrics

Shakespeare must have seen it 400 years ago How everything seems trivial at a certain Point in time Hamlet looking back, Polonius tombed, From a hill of Fortinbras'd fortune We too, with our dollars, accounts and bills All these things to do To stop ourselves from seeing d**h Come to the doorstep, knocking with a Cold hand Those who don't even know us Convinced that we must die I don't know why We need to feel superior That God is on OUR side But both sides are wrong somehow k**ing themselves For no apparent Reason, godlike gift permit To fust in us unused From this time forth, yea All these thoughts, our weaker minds Make bloody Something or profoundly nothing worth On these of all occasions Sad history Do indeed inform against us.