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Sycophants & Zealots (of the Raging-Rapids, Lazy-River Ride)

You scream and cry; Over imaginary lies;
Permanently severing; All friendly ties
Chant and kill, losing; Personal identity
Charge and trample in; True barbarity
Listen to an evil con; In all his global chiffon
Say and spray your bullshit ideas; Provided verbal diarrheas
Where is your humanity; Where is your empathy
Here is your global quest; There is only acquiesce
Your inferiority is; Common but astounding
Hatred and ignorance; Just compounding
Refuse to listen to reason; While swearing to commit treason
When the law comes for you; The evidence you try to eschew
The lies continue to shine; Sunk/cost has made you consign
The courts ignore your refuse; But you are truly abstruse
Cry of persecution; Scream for absolution
Jesus is your constitution; Believed devolution

Send us the tired and the poor; All the huddled masses
We’ll squeeze out their breath; And will to live forever
We close off the borders; Raise small-life taxes
While claiming to be for; Working class tether

Cut the wick - Burn it quick – Start the fire – We all were liar
Smash it all – Call a crawl – Broken glass – Tonight’s own fast
Lock the door – Under the floor – Board the hall – “All cattle, Last Call”
Bite the curb – Pray your proverb – Breathe it in – Personal sin

You are not my lover; You are not my truth
You are not my savior; You are not my sleuth
You are a hypocrite; You are a zealot
You are both decadent; You are a sycophant

Leave it to me; Hey, there – You, there

Send us the tired and the poor; All the huddled masses
Squeeze out their breath; Will to live forever
Close off the borders; Raise small-life taxes
Claim to be for; Working class tether

Cut the wick - Burn it quick – Start the fire – We all were liar
Smash it all – Call a crawl – Broken glass – Tonight’s own fast
Lock the door – Under the floor – Board the hall – “All cattle, Last Call”
Bite the curb – Pray your proverb – Breathe it in – Personal sin

We choose all those kids alone; Convince they’re special drone
Fight out right, murder our want; Hold their brain, taunt
Eat the poor, with your whores; confess your inhibitions
Lunacy and indiscretion, falling flaunt

Hey, there – You, there

Send us the tired and the poor; All the huddled masses
Squeeze out their breath; Will to live forever
Close off the borders; Raise small-life taxes
Claim to be for; Working class tether
Cut the wick - Burn it quick – Start the fire – We all were liar
Smash it all – Call a crawl – Broken glass – Tonight’s own fast
Lock the door – Under the floor – Board the hall – “All cattle, Last Call”
Bite the curb – Pray your proverb – Breathe it in – Personal sin

Those at home behind cold badge; Think all others try to cadge
Execute minorities on indigenous lands
We’ve been told all this before; Running cheap body store
And mark all others with red hat-bands

Hey, there – You, there

Send us the tired and the poor; All the huddled masses
Squeeze out their breath; Will to live forever
Close off the borders; Raise small-life taxes
Claiming to be for; Working class tether
We pretend to be honest; Fake our sympathy
Continue to use those; Convince encephalopathy
Ignoring those tempest-tossed; Guard the golden door
We would never relate to; Those poor we abhor

Cut the wick - Burn it quick – Start the fire – We all were liar
Smash it all – Call a crawl – Broken glass – Tonight’s own fast
Lock the door – Under the floor – Board the hall – “All cattle, Last Call”
Bite the curb – Pray your proverb – Breathe it in – Personal sin

What will we do with all you ignorants
Who think that your golden calf will be a future supplant
Now you cry of unity while still attacking us
You’re on the losing side, It’s you we now mistrust

You are not my lover; You are not my truth
You are not my savior; You are not my sleuth

Leave it to me; Hey, there – You, there

Send us the tired and the poor; All the huddled masses
Squeeze out their breath; Will to live forever
Close off the borders; Raise small-life taxes
Claiming to be for; Working class tether
We pretend to be honest; Fake our sympathy
Continue to use those; Convince encephalopathy
Ignoring those tempest-tossed; Guard the golden door
We would never relate to; Those poor we abhor

Kill the kids – Save my bids – Lie with news – Saccharin views
Blood stained hands – Red arm bands – Cry we’re free – But make black bleed
Mind the gap – Capitalist trap – Eat the poor – Claim they’re whores
Kill off school – With nationalist drool – On the brink – You don’t think
Vampyre497
Written by Vampyre497 (Will Helgren-Ochal)
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