Spartan of disturbia

Spartan of disturbia

 

(Part 1)

Not the son of anyone

The Spartan Of disturbia

The commander of Spartans everywhere

But we slowly died out

Decide to pop a grunts small head

No one ever told me not to kill

As far as I can tell

At least not when it came to Sangheili

And there’s nothing wrong with me

But there’s something wrong with you

You’re in a land of make believe

And you don’t believe in me

 

Get my warthog engine fixed

Sitting in the driver’s seat

Or turret up back blasting the debris

While grunts and elites run away

Tomorrow you’ll be falling dead

With bullet wounds to help you on the way

(your acting real insane) You won’t go insane

At least you won’t be shamed

And there’s nothing wrong with me

But there’s something wrong with you

You’re in a land of make believe

And you won’t listen to me

 

(Part 2)

At the centre of the earth

Is an object known

To the covenant as the arc

Yeah the prophet’s well they lied

They didn’t say much

They only said

Your heart will stop beating

And your journey will start

You’re running out of time

 

City of the dead

At the end of tsavo highway

Signs are leading you nowhere

City of the dead

At the end of tsavo highway

Signs that lead you to nowhere

 

I had a hold up

At the town of Voi

Looks like your holy prophets kicked up a fuss

I really must confess

It didn't say much
but it only confirmed that
the centre of the earth
is the end of the world

I couldn’t really care more

 

City of the dead

At the end of tsavo highway

Signs are leading you nowhere

City of the dead

At the end of tsavo highway

Signs that lead you to nowhere

 

(Part 3)

I care even if you don’t

I care even if you don’t

I care even if you don’t care-X4

Yes I care

You covenant are full of s**t

Your Born and raised by evangelists

The arc kills it never saves

From the arc you go to the grave

You are the kids of war not peace

Your prophets lied yeah so just please

End the war so we can live

From the Spartan of disturbia

A land of make believe

And you won’t listen to me

A land of make believe

And you won’t listen

And yes I care

Yes I care

Yes I care

Yes I care

Yes I care

 

(Part 4)

Dearly beloved can you hear my voice

I can’t remember the last time you were in my head

I’m not demented but I’m disturbed

The space that’s in my heart

Insane I’m insecure

 

Oh wraith I will not join (you cannot fill) the void

You’re shooting plasma morter and I'm not overjoyed

Nobody’s perfect Except for her

And if there’s someone else then we have yet to meet

 

(Part 5)

To live and not to fight

Is to die in tragedy

To run to run to war

To fight for what you believe

But I leave behind

Not a single living soul

 

You’ll lose

Your faith in this

This town

That was their home

So run

So run away

Or light a plasma bomb

And then you’ll leave behind

This life of total bloody lies

Or I will shoot you down

A million and one bloody times

So go right now

 

There won’t be any shame

You don’t have to apologise

When you have no life left to live

Running away from me

Screaming out he lies

Tales from another disturbed grunt

I’m shooting

I’m shooting

I’m shooting

Ah you’re leaving this life

Author's Note

Brackets ( ) mean that its a possible alternative lyric