The Lie of Luck

This is my special place and time I set aside to rail against
Whatevers bugging me that comes into my mind
And every time!
I see your liar face and this ugly human race that lost
It’s way ten thousand years ago in this misanthropic
Fucking horror show!
Why must we kneel and bleed we’re always knocked upon
Our bloody knees until our bodies break our spirits ache
Just how much can we take!
And when I’m laid to rest I’d hope I tried my best to just communicate the fib
of fate, of caste, of class, of lot
The lie of luck!
Or give a fuck!
To turn the page!
Escape the cage!
Our final breath!
A violent death!
Sickness in waves!
In shallow graves!
All to get us free!
We’ve heard so many corporate lies all of our subjugated
Lives the world is breaking loose as we gladly place
Our Neck Inside the Noose!
Our sense of right & wrong is buried under patriotic
Songs of false flag liberty, our lives are lies
In Mental Slavery!
Say can’t you see?
To turn the page!
Destroy the cage!
Our final breath!
A violent death!
Sickness in waves!
In shallow graves
All to get us free!