Death and Tax

This present tense shadowed by these ominous faces of complacency

self seeking edifices reigning and opposing the plight of the passer by

who passively seeking a life of liberty are forced to find cover or climb

to chip away corrupted spires built upon such a simple but beautiful design

we must guard the way and tame the path

lest we be burdened beyond death and tax

With bloody palms and faces like flint we bear the blades of axe and pick

to deconstruct what time has wrought and tear the tares from perch and plot

till future guards are set once more and peace resounds from shore to shore

the means to which our voice our pen our dissent divides to mend

We must guard the way and tame the path

lest we be burdened beyond death and tax

Our knees must bow and to our God make solemn vow

commend to Him determined fate then rest in providence and grace

Written by Matthew Clifford (Copyright 2009)

These lyrics were written as a commentary on our current political climate in the United States. A friend of mine, that goes by the name of Donk, wrote and performed the musical aspects of the song.