music: Acerbus
lyrics: Totalscorn
Anti-natural and trifling-utopic
Billions in servitude to American gluttony
Amounting to precisely fuck all
In the century of your glorious scavenging
Your Maostic altars
Carved into place
Sages and demons will stand back in awe
At the rate it'll deface
Once discerning in preponderance
Now just blitzed on petrol
And steaming domination-propaganda
Heisting the cunning of others
Portraying your bartering feebleness
As the very enigma of your success
A truly Olympic exaggeration
Pathetic to your forefathers
Blind and fraternal is your toil down there
Orwell's not read but practiced
Eagerly hurried into the focal role
Of our post-modern conflagration four-fold
Your select ones anchored in real politics
As concretes in a sea of obscurity
Detached - Hard to impress
Strolling dryly on your shore
However, in the age of post-cataclysm
Of man's digression shrewd
Your race will seem but crude.. |
