Propaghanda Fetishist from HEADCRUSH HOTEL by Blood in the Chair

Spineless little wimp
Sitting in your fortress
Of false morality
And shoot in my direction

Your ammunition:
Starry eyed idealism
From your point of view
There can only be one truth

But surprise surprise
I covered up your lies
That self deceptive hate
Is keeping you from illumination

Brainwash
Every day
Cold war
Of information

Animal rights
Human rights
Idiot rights:
All for nothing

Talking loud and spending money against the problems you don’t have
Rising propaghanda war for self-inflicted aftermath

Talking loud and spending money against the problems you don’t have
Rising propaghanda war for self-inflicted aftermath.
You hate everything around you, build yourself a golden cage
Work for something that can’t touch you, to surpress your inner rage.

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