Maybe it's too late for an intellectual debate,but a residue of confusion remains.Changing with the times,and amphetamine tortured mindsare average the citizen's sources of pain.Tell me what we're fighting for—I don't remember anymore,only temporary reprieveAnd the world might ceaseif we fail to tame the beastfrom the faith that you releasecomes an atheist peace.Atheist peace.Political forces ranpolitical winds of discontent,and the modern age emerged triumphantly.But now that safety's gone,And it's time to de-evolveand relive the dark chapters of historyTell me what we're fighting for—No progress ever came from war,only a false sense of increaseand the world won't waitfor the truth upon a platebut we're ready now to feast on an atheist peace.
Writer(s): Greg Graffin, Brett Gurewitz
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