Roaring pyre heights a blackened fume
Swaying to our breath like a serpent knows affection
A cracked veil on all who believe your freedom is now a subject of heresy
How dare you preach such scorn on different skin
It's passed down through fear and inactive government
No sexuality should be questioned in election
Feed it to channel your rage and just journey on into the fire
Roaring pyre salts an open wound
Preying on itself like a serpent knows affection
A cracked veil to all who believe your freedom is now a chokehold on questioning
Cutting our throats
For the bait of bloody vultures
Bury our bones
Under laws of television
Smile
Hands on the wall
Fuck us right into submission
Eating our souls
Makes it ripe for the money
It never ends
This fear .
It never ends
Perfume of a lost carnation
Will trail through the air
Littering soft memories of despair
Not trampled by its overwhelming structure
Could you put a price on us?
Would it match the price on every head?
BUY!
BUY!
BUY!
BUY!
BUY!
BUY!
Invest the noose.