Biah

I don't know if I can take much more of this No white flags no prisoners Feast on the zealots consuming the earth No white flags no prisoners We'll dance on your grave till it fuckin hurts The sun rises to mark another day Where there's ashes in the traffic But the rent gets paid When you have to make a living As you march to the grave There's a war in the windows Where's your god with his grace Fuck It feels like a false reality When you realize freedom is a fallacy When the lies feel at home right behind the teeth Of the wolves who have sworn that they don't eat sheep When the day is black as night And the fire falls like rain No fucking end in sight Only suffering and pain Like fallen angels Rip our wings off As we plummet to the ground Shoved in steeples by the regals Who are not fit for the crown When the fight for equal rights is lethal Bring it to the ground Every single fruit is rotten Burn this mother fucker down Burn this mother fucker down The sky is scorched in red But were just pushin papers The gasoline smells like the bodies of our neighbors When the luxuries of our labors only benefit the top players Then this system that we're living in is a failure Pull the trigger Rise up Wake up to the will of pharaohs You're dust till the day you die I bleed the same blood but you'll never see it Rip your heart from your chest Bite it while it's beating Bitch No white flags No prisoners Feast on the zealots consuming the earth