Not afraid of strife, war
Bloodshed, destruction
I was raised with this in my life
It is the source of my corruption
I've seen flags, wave
The praises of this nation
As bombs blast across the land
And third worlds were degraded

Not afraid of guns, death
Terror, segregation
It was preached from the pedestal
And met with ovations
One nation, under
The authority of integration
Indoctrinating the minds
Of every single generation

But yet, still
They instruct me to be fearful
Too afraid to rule my life
And in a system to be cheerful
Too afraid to become native
Lest the trail I lead comes tearful
They don't want me to question
And of that I get an earful

But every single year, full
Of war and endless spending
Berating and inflating
All the wealth I've earned, descending
I'm pretending life is great
We're all so fake and condescending
Got a mask over my face
While underneath I'm comprehending

That the rule I know's a monster
Claustrophobic as it conquers
Given power from the people
Who were birthed to be the sponsors
Waste their whole life with no honor
For the mindless never ponder
They just sing their petty anthems
As their patronage is conjured

A smoke-screen, daydream
Living in illusion
That the State is very great
Indoctrinated and deluded
No life to be uprooted
Suffocating and polluted
The existence of the State
Is just death in conclusion

And like sheep you follow
Marching to the slaughter
Submitting to a system
That wants to slay you on the altar
A bloodshed culture
Preying like the vultures
It is here you lift you praise
Build your monuments and sculptures

Faltered
You have failed to remain human
Embraced the cult of corruption
And committed life to ruin
No hopes of every straying
From the State, no revolution
For you're enraptured in deception
Completely lost in the illusions

© HeartOfBabel

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