Insurrection

What the hell is this upon my TV Screen
Is this for real or just some crazy dream
Those who thought taking the knee was just too much
Are flying the wrong flags and throwing the first punch
Insurrection, insurrection

An Angry mob arises, no one at the helm
A bitter divide against the nebulous them
Strike the serpent, his cult must die
Pray for peace and hope that we survive, this
Insurrection, Insurrection, Insurrection

Rome burns as Neo Nero does watch
We hold our breath and wait for the guards to march
To remove them all from our hallowed halls
So the count can resume, we await the final call
Insurrection, Insurrection, Insurrection

These times will leave a black mark on our souls
When a madman arose to play his role
Of stirring up all that is fetid in the swamp
Cut the head and on his body we must tromp
Insurrection, Insurrection, Insurrection



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Wilkins
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