The Deity Misconception

[Verse 1]
The withering serpent puts out his cigar
With a scoff and sneer below his frigid exhalation
Its embers dance overhead
Its embers dance overhead
His polished boots, as his yearning parade
Bubbles for a xenophobic nation

[Chorus]
He puts his hungry wolves upon leashes
They choke as they sniff out racial agendas
Under the boiling sun

[Verse 2]
For shackling the blameless men and women
In unroofed reformatories is priority number one
He releases his soldiers under his command
Racing to feast on anyone who criticizes his work

[Chorus]
He puts his hungry wolves upon leashes
They choke as they sniff out racial agendas
Under the boiling sun

[Post-Chorus]
As un-violent inmates die in rotting cages
Giving the man nothing more than a smirk
After years of waiting
Nothing has changed
He spits a cesspool of deception

[Refrain]
A leader?
A hero?
A territorial martyr?
More or a less an enormous misconception

[Bridge]
The withering serpent puts out his cigar
With a scoff and sneer below his frigid exhalation

After years of waiting
Nothing has changed
He spits a cesspool of deception

[Refrain]
A leader?
A hero?
A territorial martyr?
More or a less an enormous misconception