The Killing of an Italian Judge
As the arc does bend towards progress
You do everything in your power to reverse this
With every step you break its back
It's like this is all a game to you
And the world is some grand sidewalk crack
Go
Look at you with your robes all black
You're the last bastard son of the man who murdered the middle class
You hide under them and you're little underneath
They hide you like your piety hides your zealotry
Go
Justice
The only justice that I see fit is to see you bleed out
On the courthouse steps
You do everything in your power to reverse this
With every step you break its back
It's like this is all a game to you
And the world is some grand sidewalk crack
Go
Look at you with your robes all black
You're the last bastard son of the man who murdered the middle class
You hide under them and you're little underneath
They hide you like your piety hides your zealotry
Go
Justice
The only justice that I see fit is to see you bleed out
On the courthouse steps
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Writer(s): Zachary Friederich
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