Fecal Kingdom
Your new American opiate for the masses
Take control from the soul
And it leaves you blind and down in the hole
Can't taste only fear your mind will never see so clear
Senses dulling at the sound of the thing
That makes the world go around
They have you under control
They want to steal your soul
They want to make you a machine
But I've been around too long
And I know when I sense a cog
And the cog in the gears is me
Destroy their apathy
Destroy their apathy
Then bring them to their knees
They cannot please
Giving you up the mass delusion
Psychotic psychoactive phycobilin
For the hungry crater of your brain
You will be watched for sure
Punished by phantoms of the one true whore
The master plan of the Antichrist
Vigorous christened Pope on ice
Hey, thy god figure condemning you to a life of hell
Now you watch as the world becomes
The thing that's not future but now
I am the only prophet but there are many who see
I prophecy the theories will soon come to be
Collective consciousness has seen the messages
Collectively we are unleashing the antithesis of a species
Bow to us for non-eternal soul
We will soon eat the scroll
Now bleed for me cunt
It's somnolence telling me that we're on
The verge of a new awakening
We sing our song to the maker of an effigy of war
The infidel you raped to resurrect a soul devoid of life
Take control from the soul
And it leaves you blind and down in the hole
Can't taste only fear your mind will never see so clear
Senses dulling at the sound of the thing
That makes the world go around
They have you under control
They want to steal your soul
They want to make you a machine
But I've been around too long
And I know when I sense a cog
And the cog in the gears is me
Destroy their apathy
Destroy their apathy
Then bring them to their knees
They cannot please
Giving you up the mass delusion
Psychotic psychoactive phycobilin
For the hungry crater of your brain
You will be watched for sure
Punished by phantoms of the one true whore
The master plan of the Antichrist
Vigorous christened Pope on ice
Hey, thy god figure condemning you to a life of hell
Now you watch as the world becomes
The thing that's not future but now
I am the only prophet but there are many who see
I prophecy the theories will soon come to be
Collective consciousness has seen the messages
Collectively we are unleashing the antithesis of a species
Bow to us for non-eternal soul
We will soon eat the scroll
Now bleed for me cunt
It's somnolence telling me that we're on
The verge of a new awakening
We sing our song to the maker of an effigy of war
The infidel you raped to resurrect a soul devoid of life
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Mitchell
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