Consequence of sounds

The world's got a nosebleed, it said, and we're flooding but we keep on cutting the trees in the forest and we keep on paying those freaks on the tv who claim they will save us but want to enslave us and sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers but we leave the sound on cause silence is harder and no one's the killer and no one's the martyr The world that has made us can no longer contain us and prophets are silent then rotting away 'cause