Unusual

This brave new world—
It’s gonna take some getting used to
The cretin's lips are curled
As he swings a wrecking ball around the courtroom
And I'd say, just wait it out, but I'm afraid it's just a desert
Beyond the sand dune
It's unusual except now it happens all the time
Now the truth is immaterial:
Every teller’s got an axe to grind

Get your pitchforks out
The crowd is coming and they've named you
You open up your mouth to find your language has escaped you
And it's too bad
You’re gonna need it now
There's no system left to save you
It's unusual, yeah I know
I must be losing my mind
Yeah it’s cruel and unusual
Can’t tell the punishment apart from the crime

Why, gentle mother,
Must you wring your hands and weep?
Tide brings you a sword,
Sword will cut you free

Dead demands a tribute in the hour of our need
Blood be the river to wash the ledgers clean