New Model Army

Cause the rear rises up from the corporate slab
all proud and flawless for you
"Hello, boy," she says and the pack dogs gather
slobbering around at her heels
and the women all try to stretch their faces
trying to look more like her
and then chanting her name
they hurl themselves
into the all-consuming fire.
So onwards to the peace to end all peaces, yeah,
onward to Midas' hole
where the treasures of the world reproduce themselves
like a hoard of cancerous cells
you can track the spread of the virus
by the news reader's colorful attire
let's go there now, reporting life
in the all-consuming fire.
so save us from these justifications
every one of them is a lie