IXXI - Western Plagues


music: Acerbus
lyrics: Totalscorn

Behold the paragon-vermin of the world
Rather a happy retard that a depressed Socratic nerd
The German Buddha could not quell yearn for capacity
But in your own submissive way, you sure found a way
I piss on the nonsense of the greatest number
I spit on remedial media's throne
Only hate slaves misplaced with authority
For masters will appeal to my tone..

(Refrain)
Laying claim to primed unfading scruples
All this for what? To sublimate the appreciation of your
own overthrow
In the face of transcendence, unreceptiveness, and
providence
A supreme being handing ladders, to those hanging by
his rope.

I would carry The Old Scratch Banner just to be your
enemy
Raise my right arm just to piss you off...
...and while I'm at it send a bomb to Uncle CusTom
Seems suitable given the title of this song...

Your weaponry as your leading, an unguided collective
god-complex
Like the end will come because you say so.
Throughout history to this very day, it's been about
happiness in the passing
The unsurpassed decadence of your rise and fall
Is my solemn redemption

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