Crucify Your Culture

A murderous mind, born into a murderous time

Where right or wrong is blurred line, hard to define

For greed has poisoned the well

We all drink from the chalice

It’s a long way down into the rabbit hole Alice

But now I crucify your culture

Burn down the alter

Religion of consumerism picks us off like vultures

And takes us for punks

They say jump and we jump

It's the same if it's Bush or Obama or Trump

I’m not buying into to a one two three party system

I rise against ‘em, illusions of choice steal our voice so take back your rigged election

System deficit, represent no one but your money, funny

How you keep em sweet, honey

Shepherd and the sheep, dummy

Some day they’ll find a way to sell my views

Just like they sold the concept of freedom to you

They sold voice of Huxley, of Orwell, Guevara, Dali Lama

Now they’re all just a product to you

Now you care more about your new shoes than loose screws in minds of politicians

That abuse truths to shape you and break you, consumerism rapes you until your thoughts they ain't you

They make you wanna hate you, so you keep buying, buying, buying

Corporation frying, defying fraudulent liars and burning empires, tap into to the telephone wires

And histories biased, it glorifies and justifies our evil

It justifies the wars that rain destruction upon people

Every single human born equal

They treat you like an asset not a human; it's it's see through

Slavery through debt, you think that mortgage is to help you?

The bills stacking high, killing dreams, money mames you

The lion tames you

The land of the free... Irony

A hierarchy false education kills the fire in me

But, still I stand strong like two towers

That were knocked down by greedy men's thirst for power

Greed

Greed plants the seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed

Fuck greed

Silent I breathe

Burn money

Greed makes us bleed, makes us bleed, makes us bleed

The entire political system is a farce

Democracy doesn’t exist until our voices they speak louder than money

For wealth it is a poisoned honey

Another money making holiday for the Easter Bunny

Adverts suck out your soul

Drink Coca-Cola

Lining up the pockets of the fat control

Sell fear to people let it spread like Ebola

Propaganda machine American dream its hopeless

Nikola Tesselsa, 1883

The DC current system fought against the AC

But not because the AC system wasn't any better

'Cause people don't like change, when money's at the center

Move let me enter, to the epicenter, poison parliament, ah

Who’s the main contender?

Oh? It's you Mr. President, evident that the counter intelligence, is

A hell of a prevalent