The Patriots

The patriots
Pledge allegiance to
Our genocide
Each generation
Yesterday 200,000 died
So I pray for revolution
Or quicker retribution
Or hotter hell
Where stocks don’t sell
It’s the nation
Where believers claim that they’re pro-life
While kids in cages lie estranged from mother’s sterilised
But they’ll tithe real well come Sunday
Like a check could ever outweigh
The sins you choose
Who do you pray to?

We’re at the mark
Where it’s getting harder
To outrun history
Know we made you all you claim to be
Bomb for peace
Leave thousands on the street
Gas the ones who do protest
The horrors of the eagles nest
So yes I think a riot
Is better than denying
Your knee upon my neck
If hate is what’s required
I don’t want to be a patriot
The patriots
Ordered all the failed
To cast our votes
Civic saving a sinking ship
By becoming rope
But tomorrow they’ll fall silent
Make a saviour of the white man
Who’ll still fail me
Hope is the last thing I feel
Somehow they’re jaded
And protesting their democracy
Eager agents
Behind the notion of supremacy
But they’ll claim they love this nation
Though they’re armed at polling stations
To stop the count
Truth is a bitch to mount

We’re at the part
Where love would take us further
Than stolen land and
Slept on streets
Wicked is the cash machine
Be liberated
From the prison state
Since they opened up my eyes
To live is to be radicalised
So yes i feel a riot
Is better than denying
The knees upon our necks
If hate is what’s required
I don’t wanna be a patriot