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Fogcutter
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Hark, Let’s hurl it back to find
In ancient times, this small world ruled by
Much smaller minds, where it’s fear what you do not understand
Where power absolute, corrupts absolutely
May they ever wield the power to illuminate
For an educated majority
Smaller minds led by righteous cries, to scrutinize
Is to know not what you do
The hypnotized, in turn proselytize, lies
Kneel in line, it’s convert or die
Cut through the fog
To the darkest of dawns where man built the bomb
They’ve used their mighty power to obliterate
The annihilation of majority
Smarter minds bend to fearful cries of greedy lies
They know just what they do
The well advised, in turn will vaporize
We are cursed, cursed by
Cursed by the fog of time
With one slip up, they’re hurled back again
Again
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A Tale of Two Shittes
Here comes our prince our shining knight
Was born to win and bred(bread) to fight
Some bad hombres junky losers
To uphold his own constitution
The princess saw what she was up against
A bloated sack of ignorance
Was assured victory was hers this day
Who knew she’d lose electorally
A man will come to build us a wall
He’d build it himself but his hands are too small
The other comes with no change at all
Except with an army of nazis and trolls
I’d tell ya we hate ya so much that it hurts
Can’t you see our pitchforks sharp and aimed at your throats
When humanity bleeds at the edge of your knife you
Eat sulfate while the rest of us die
Can you believe this guy he’s off his axis
The prince is on tv and told the masses
I’m the smart one for moving taxes
What did you expect you stupid asses
So meanwhile in our little world
We bicker about petty things hanging on the words they say
No matter what we’re doomed today
Out with a bang
Take all your reserved insecurities and we’ll lose them in the night
No need to play it safe when you won’t make it out alive
Your past be damned, your future’s uncertain
Each step closer to bloody curtains
Poised to embrace the constant chaos in these ever changing tides
Of this daily bump’n’grind. Survived in constant fear all the time
To extinguish in Lowell, alone, and much too old
Be the wrench chew my gears, designated to fuck shit up
With nothing left to fear my dear, we’re only here to fill our cups
Toast to and cope, but never forget, those lost. Along this broken way
Those ones left behind to struggle, we get through here day to day
And this my friend is how we survive
Though surviving's far from thriving and we all dwell in shit
Where a light burnt twice as bright will burn out twice as quick
And boy I thought I told ya, here we’re all supernovas
Wading through the wreckage with the dust of earth on our shoulders
Be the wrench chew my gears, designated to fuck shit up
With nothing left to fear, last, no one's left to fill our cups
We’ll never forget the loved ones lost, the battle tough that had enough
This world can be too much, sometimes you only want to kill yourself
Oh to go.. Out With a Bang!
Brush the dust of earth off your shoulders
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