Lyrics:

Here in the few remaining moments we have left
Just what do you propose we say in our defense?
That much was decided before any one of us were born?
Nothing more than objective observers to the madness
Throw up your hands in sadness

We're powerless to change anything anyways
So just lay back upon your deathbed and gaze
Idiotically back up the chain of command from which we receive our directives
This is common sense

What ought to be but ensure it never is
In the present tense