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I Am Your Child
05:55
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Prism
05:11
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Quaint little brown people off to the cull,
Sorry, this is white mans heaven, and white mans heaven is full,
There's a law for all from god that names us as the way,
You will be our subjects if you're so inclined to stay.
In these lands for which we've planned infectious kinds of love,
Among beauty, under the hand of god, we'll dig for blood,
It's the right, the spine of great nations to never feel
For humans caught as cogs rusted in the wheels.
We know you worry for your world, but all will be revealed,
If you insist, we'll tell you through our ways your pain be healed,
But let's be clear, you will do what we say or you will die,
We, the Great White Hope, are the law that you live by.
Supreme he mediates the divine
His sins recast as salvation
His body; bread, his blood; wine
His own history an adulteration
With twisted truth
He'll demonize
The brutal truth
Of the un-white
Alpha omega male, Mr. White Man, sir, please
Turn your mind around and take a look at this disease,
The air we breathe, the kids you feed chemicals and lies,
How can we live on when those lies leave us to despise,
Every human being, every inch of our homes,
How can we help another when we all feel so alone?
Subject to White Mans masterplan in which we're each too weak
To help anyone crushed under fuckin' White Man's feet.
Supreme he mediates the divine
His sins recast as salvation
His body; bread, his blood; wine
His own history an adulteration
With twisted truth
He'll demonize
The brutal truth
Of the un-white
How can we help another when we all feel so alone?
Subject to White Mans masterplan in which we're each too weak
To help anyone crushed under fuckin' White Man's feet.
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Voluntary Piss Implants
04:35
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