Texty: The Rebel Spell. It's A Beautiful Future. No Thanks.

You've been an old priest with love in your eyes
but the best you could do was tear out their minds
You're a patriot soldier away from home your first time
I hope you look back and wonder how you chose a side
I am not an idiot I will not be sold on this
you think that you can do it again but that deception is over
don't fool yourself you speak out both sides of your mouth.
I've been shown and we are well aware that
You've said things like we're salvation worn out words
like emancipation now strain cliches like liberation
but all you've ever brought is trouble, murder and disease
You lurk through our streets promoting fear and building a need
but the things you do show us what you really mean
You write more laws to save us from ourselves
just more poison to protect your wealth
You've got the arrogance to think you're something good
but consider that you don't know it all
People choose themselves over what you've sold
that is when you haven't killed them for their gold
anyone can see that
You've said things like we're salvation worn out words
like emancipation now strain cliches like liberation
but all you've ever brought is trouble, murder and disease.
I know that you think you help but you're wrong as it turns out
we won't hear another word no thanks
You've said things like we're salvation worn out words
like emancipation now strain cliches like liberation
but all you've ever brought is trouble, murder and disease.
You've said things like we're salvation worn out words
like emancipation now strain cliches like liberation
but all you've ever brought is trouble, murder and disease.
You've said things like we're salvation worn out words
like emancipation now strain cliches like liberation
but all you've ever brought is trouble, murder and disease.
I know that you think you help but you're wrong as it turns out
we won't hear another word no thanks
I know that you think you help but you're wrong as it turns out
we won't hear another word no thanks