[Verse]
A perfect vase flaunting the mise-en-scène
Phasing through transparent mild fawned cons
Introducing racist capers, playing the taper
Holding the jaded cards for aryan papers
Operating the bully pulpit for the 14 words
The tragedy of the hidden truth
Behind every mask off, saffron influence
Casual jaundice uprooted in
Verified non sequitur, conserved in eager consistency
Present the place to be dealing
Antiquated ideologues turned dogmas demagogue
Oh its quite the fall
Don't you know? Recognize the log
Before touting the pompous air of
Tempered victory routes
The bout of preserved morality, a hidden facade
Template for intimate whistles for the dog
Tapping into the hate circles of cause
Leaving a trail of the vindicated fraud
Hold the lard God, imposing the draconian measures
Targeting the disenfranchised, redlined to positions of despair
The reality of class warfare
Welcome to the land of exploitation
Where agitation is the selected mode of identity within the 76
Proud to uphold an oath of stochastic terrorists
Marinate in the hypocrite den locked in machinations of echoed sentiments
Akin to cavernous fiery shadow hands
Indoctrinating the fabricated, anticipating the overwhelming
Force of their imagination
Completely missing the pieces of a total mind
Smoothed out by the endless bind of oil barrens
Masquerading our world for a playground of relentless toil
I can’t help but to believe the helpless foil of those forever lost hearts and minds
A perfect vase flaunting the mise-en-scène
Phasing through transparent mild fawned cons
Introducing racist capers, playing the taper
Holding the jaded cards for aryan papers
Operating the bully pulpit for the 14 words
The tragedy of the hidden truth
Behind every mask off, saffron influence
Casual jaundice uprooted in
Verified non sequitur, conserved in eager consistency
Present the place to be dealing
Antiquated ideologues turned dogmas demagogue
Oh its quite the fall
Don't you know? Recognize the log
Before touting the pompous air of
Tempered victory routes
The bout of preserved morality, a hidden facade
Template for intimate whistles for the dog
Tapping into the hate circles of cause
Leaving a trail of the vindicated fraud
Hold the lard God, imposing the draconian measures
Targeting the disenfranchised, redlined to positions of despair
The reality of class warfare
Welcome to the land of exploitation
Where agitation is the selected mode of identity within the 76
Proud to uphold an oath of stochastic terrorists
Marinate in the hypocrite den locked in machinations of echoed sentiments
Akin to cavernous fiery shadow hands
Indoctrinating the fabricated, anticipating the overwhelming
Force of their imagination
Completely missing the pieces of a total mind
Smoothed out by the endless bind of oil barrens
Masquerading our world for a playground of relentless toil
I can’t help but to believe the helpless foil of those forever lost hearts and minds
( Illosopher )
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