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Seminary
01:37
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Your every word is poisoned honey to your children
Political pawn in a parish pulpit
Your open mouth is full of crawling maggots,
rotting from the inside
Infested without hope
A conscious disconnect
from what You've been teaching
To what you spew in the streets
Your Bible-thumping pews are loveless
Your perfect Sunday suit is violent
For God so loved upstanding white Americans
That he gave his only begotten son
Or whatever hell it is you preach
Love only lasts as long as the word
Love doesn't last
Love doesn't last
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Lesser Acolyte
01:41
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(Spears of fear and venom to blades
Partisan paintings and ignorant bliss)
Certain truth
Is oratory from the mouths
Of men chained to their own
Foolish thoughts
(Heel to toe
Heel to toe
Heel to toe
Heel to toe with obfuscation)
All your life you've been puppeteered
Screaming someone else's slogans
Lead by the nose to true belief
Unquestioned power
Is a law that serves itself
Blind idiot worshipper
Drowning in star-struck awe
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Teething Fevers
02:50
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"To be free is to be unsafe
Safety is a salve for the spiritless heart
A balm for those who cannot walk, but crawl"
"If man is the measure
The unit is blood"
The truth will be a drop of water
At the bottom of a well
Filled to the brim with oil, sand, and blood
"Stand on your own two feet"
Just like a puppet on a string
If your politicians are prophets,
They need to hang
"Just be a good American"
Fall back in line.
Swallow the hook,
the line, the sinker.
Everything is fine
Fall back in line.
Swallow the hook,
the line, the sinker.
Everything is fine
Fall back in line.
Fall back in line
You want freedom for yourself
And a gag on everyone else
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Harm Done
02:55
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Typical political scum
Bootlicker, goose stepper
Looping ropes through the family tree
One for every white hooded
brother, cousin, and inbred friend
The noose hangs higher than your neck
Born on the wrong side of the line on the sand
No justice for the harm that's been done
Tie them to their burning crosses
Leave them hanging as a warning
Stain those white hoods red
No harm done is punishment enough (x5)
Betterment takes time
Flower in a fallow field.
Golden against the black
A knife digging through our gangrene
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Languish, Infertile
02:42
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A knife dipped in grace.
Cuts all the same.
Hollow men
teaching hollow words.
Bereft of relief
Holy portal to nothing.
Only holding the emptiness at hand.
Bleeding hands unfeeding
Cling to iron nails.
Tension leashed to the jaw
Like a living thing
A flower in a fallow field
Golden against the black
Nothing left to say
A drop of water in
An empty well
A pallid comfort
Death piles up
Lonely, God must be
Lonelier than me
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