Respect For The Plants 1

BEXEY - SHARPSHOOTER

I cant

Irony is a curse, apathy is an epidemic, and hypocrisy ends the cycle.

Track 4 from The Dancing Plague.
Produced by Méhti.
Mixed, mastered, written, recorded, arranged and released by Funeral Fantasy.

“The Dancing Plague” is out October 10th.

lyrics:

And I love fighting you
And I hate fighting you
And I hate that I love that I hate that I love that I hate fighting you
And I hate fighting you
And I love fighting you
And I love that I hate that I love that I hate that I love fighting you

It’s a war at hand in the face of man
Who paints the damned as iller fam
Cast your vote to incite hysteria
All for one who won’t even care for you

Marching with banners parading the streets to wipe a slate clean of all deemed uneased
Create mockery of all who is me when all who are you gets to live out their dreams
Humanity shackled to power that hurts for all seems to be fit when history burns
Dragged and erased from all that we’ve seen as innocents die and innocents bleed
Land of the free to a prison of beliefs and each state conformed to a zionist regime
All done and conquered clutched by a trump card
Everything handled by felons that act hard
Fascism lives in hands of a president
Their hearts go out but that’s done been irrelevant
Your hearts will lie in hate that you birthed then it’s your turn to die under that dirt
Muddied and bruised like we’re back at the start
Revolution speaks once it comes to spark
Revolution bleeds unlike your cold hearts when all is controlled by a manic fucktard
Praising true calamity with his newer klan of idiotic people who all are turning stans
When everything around turns into a stand as they raise their voice and heil with their hands

You praise God but hate thy neighbor
You claim sin then force harsh labor
You berate us just to go and defile
Welcome to 21st century denial
Now all that you see is blamed on us
Yeah blame on it the gays and blame it on the trans
And blame it on what’s left when our rights were damned
You blame everyone yet call yourself a man

If you wanna blame someone then go and look into your mirror
It will show the reflection of someone who’s the truer failure
You will side with genocide but act like an advocate for peace
The only piece that you’ll get is a bit of greed
You will never be the one to be a prophet among us all
Toying with the lives of civilians in brutal wars
If every word that you done said would be true then take the call
Kill us all in a brawl for right and wrong cause fuck it all
And fuck it I’ve done had with everyone who claims this is
Political cause all this shit is about letting us live
Let the people live their lives instead weaponizing it
Kill the evil in your heart instead of sympathizing it
Recognize what we can give and we will let go of this shit
But until that day comes we will fight against you bitch
So you can bitch and moan and justify your hate
Spread misinformation to your government of snakes
It’s God’s world in your eyes yet you deny his message
God would never let this happen to his mortal brethren
And I’m not a prophet but I will speak a truth
Because none of you fucks will find your way to heaven
I’ve said it so go kill me and prove you answer to God
A toast once I drop
Sing hallelujah once it’s done been set in stone
The land of the free has turned into a violent home

BEXEY - SHARPSHOOTER

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