Laurence Overmire - In The Western World lyrics

You will be judged. For good or for evil, to win or to lose One or the other There is no other In everything you do We black and white you with our tongues Lash you to the stake of our Burning inadequacies Guilt that must be flogged Flames rising To star our sleepless nights Feed the demons who sit across The Dinner Table Making nonsensical conversations We like to call “quality time.” Don't think you can escape Be bigger than a sea that Covers the bones of a mythic Atlantis We carry the ark of a covenant With a damning God Jealous Creator of all men (and sometimes Women) in His own image Flawed, sinful, needing to be Saved from His own unholy Desires. In the Western World You will be judged. Daily. By every man, woman and child. For good or for evil. Winners and losers. That's who we are.