We have entered the year of blatant ignorance.
The delusion that America is home of the fucking brave.
I see cowards wallowing in fear behind a mask of xenophobic actions with no motive but to simply hate.
Blinded by the media, a tool of manipulation to keep the masses at bay.
Violence spoken every day. Projecting a false image which you simply accept.
When there is no one searching for the truth what answers do we have left.
Through fear to question.
There will be no liberty, no justice.
We are enslaved.
Force fed lies to make us feel free.
Shackled to the monetary system, until the day we die.
Simply put we should count our days, until the reaper comes, take us away.
Persecuted under his decree.
Gavel high, noose strung around me.
The executioner stands below.
Trap door swings open, set me free.
Villainizing you and me, killing our hopes and dreams.
A treacherous overlord, persecuted under his decree.
Strung high, for all to see.
My body, an example, of his decree.
released May 2, 2017
Mixed & Mastered by Derek Moffat at 608 Studios
Artwork by Manum Diaboli Arts
Josh Carlson- Vocals
Daren Men'Z- Guitars
James Benson- Bass/vox
Jacob Carlson- Drums
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