"Politics Of Domination" Lyrics

I have come, to accept myself,
but I still reject, all the shit you stuffed in my mouth.
Justification, in my rage,
born into hope, then, led to a cage.

So go on, and bury me,
like I was never here,
never part of history.
Deny the crimes,
committed in my name.
Mutilate my cunt,
erect a dick in place.

You have come inside of me,
bloodied and victimized,
my matrilinear history.
Justification, in my rage,
born into hope, then, led to a cage.

The culture now yours,
a man and his whores,
subjugating our dreams,
Armageddon fallacies.

Blowing your whistle,
and shooting your load,
propagating illusions,
enforcing control.

Disciples of Aristotle,
pretend you're all powerful.
Hoping I'd quietly, dissolve into history.

Disciples of Aristotle,
pretend you're all powerful.
Cold, rich and impotent,
Vampyric!

They'll kill you in the end,
If not in body, then in spirit.
Parasites, Pantomimes.

Painting pictures of history,
with a self-righteous sense of artistry,
all distorted and exclusionary.
Not at all visionary.

They'll kill you in the end,
if not in body then in spirit.
Parasites, Pantomimes.

Feeding off the lost.
No minds of their own.
Breeding us to follow,
and be devoured.

One day your life bleeding kingdom will fall,
and I'll be there laughing, saying" I told you so".
So burn all the witches, and black out your lies.
I'll uncover your secrets, one at a time!

These bones, are an, army!
They carry me, to face my enemy!