No Pureblood Supremacy

Are your spells better when your blood is pure?

I didn’t think so

Can your family tree cast like Hermione?

I didn’t think so

But here you are repeating that old pureblood line

As if magic were some kind of property

That one could own and another could thieve

As if your lot improves as another’s aggrieved

Sometimes purity is a source of corrosion

Just like iron in a cauldron

A dark potion rusting out through the bottom

It always finds the lowest point

These pureblood identity politics

Are nothing more than arrogance

A rally point for a supporter set

That’s afraid of everything

The Ministry’s full of spineless employees

They hate their boss but they’re still publishing these pureblood screeds

Complicity upholding this puppet regime

Tearing families apart under a facade of peace

But there she goes and her cat Patronus glows

Enforcing her twisted laws for a messed up cause

On a power trip with a hot locket

Croaking genetic lies out like a hypocrite

Sometimes purity can coexist with squalor and filth

Just like Marvolo and Morfin

Clinging desperately to jewelry and genealogy

And a life devoid of happiness

There ain’t no pureblood supremacy

That’s just a stupid ideology

There ain’t no pureblood supremacy

That’s just a stupid ideology

There ain’t no pureblood supremacy

That’s just a stupid ideology

There ain’t no pureblood supremacy

That’s just a stupid ideology

There ain’t no pureblood supremacy

That’s just a stupid ideology