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Fool Britannia
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Metal
Fool Britannia was released on May 17, 2018 by 843682 Records DK as a part of the album Kairosis
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Release DateMay 17, 2018
Label843682 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
WALKER
WALKER
Songwriter

Lyrics

Collapsing into infamy
Reversing half a century
And so we form a void
A union destroyed
Leave it to the rats
Leave it to the rats that had you thinking
This fractured ship was sinking
To form an accusation shifting blame
It's always on "The Other"
Deflect it to another
And lead the moths directly to the flame
Presented with a choice, but reason
Is lacking in the voices around us
Get me out of this xenophobe asylum
They're tearing out the heart that completes us
You're fetishising empires, and kingdoms over countries
But when empires and kings are gone, we're just left with the...
A past that's filled with horror, that you seek to reclaim
Seeing only glory in its name
But don't speak to me of
BRITANNIA
OH, BRITANNIA
RULE, BRITANNIA
A LEGACY OF HATE AND DEGRADATION
BRITANNIA
RULE, BRITANNIA
FOOL BRITANNIA
You're falling for this mass indoctrination that can only drag us down
And I can't see tomorrow now for all the shit that you fling
Is there a brighter future there?
Because you're dragging us screaming
And you've locked the door behind us
Bind us in service to a lie that serves no purpose
Sold on the promise of freedom
So here's Britannia, a tiny island
Filled with hate and violence
Irreconcilable with all outside its shores
And ever more we push away our own supports
And wonder what it's for when all the leaders of the campaign
Have abdicated standing
And claim misunderstanding of the promises they made to bring
This narrow win to leaving
Inciting and misleading
A mediocre mandate, and the other half are grieving
Presented with a choice, but reason
Is lacking in the voices around us
Get me out of this xenophobe asylum
They're tearing out the heart that completes us
Fuck your Britannia - it's not a land I recognise
And I feel we've been paralysed by attempts to proselytise
With all these tired diatribes and so-called facts
From baby-boomer bureaucrats
You blinkered us with cataracts and led us to this foolish act
So when the young have fled these shores we'll see how Great your Britain's left
You sold our future out for yours - our generation is bereft
Oh, the ocean roars, but you can't cross it any more
And the wolves that fed you falsehoods are now snarling at your door
You sold out your protection for a painted jester's smile
And gathered your own poisons to put foreign cures on trial
In some sick simulation of true democracy
You damned this generation with your idiocy
I suppose it's done
We're gone
No-one can save us
And we will have to cope with what has been done
But how can you say this is our Independence Day
When we've been ripped, divided and shattered either way
And as this dawn begins, we're left wondering
What is to come
We're all just awaiting the impact now
Written by: WALKER
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