BIAH

I don't know if I can take much more of this

No white flags no prisoners
Feast on the zealots consuming the earth
No white flags no prisoners
We'll dance on your grave till it fuckin hurts

The sun rises to mark another day
Where there's ashes in the traffic
But the rent gets paid
When you have to make a living
as you march to the grave
There's a war in the windows
Where's your god with his grace
Fuck
It feels like a false reality
When you realize freedom is a fallacy
When the lies feel at home right behind the teeth
Of the wolves who have sworn that they don't eat sheep

When the day is black as night
And the fire falls like rain
No fucking end in sight
Only suffering and pain
Like fallen angels
Rip our wings off
As we plummet to the ground
Shoved in steeples by the regals
Who are not fit for the crown
When the fight for equal rights is lethal
Bring it to the ground
Every single fruit is rotten
Burn this mother fucker down
Burn this mother fucker down

The sky is scorched in red
But were just pushin papers
The gasoline smells like the bodies of our neighbors
When the luxuries of our labors only benefit the top players
Then this system that we're living in is a failure
Pull the trigger

Rise up

Wake up to the will of pharaohs
You're dust till the day you die

I bleed the same blood but you'll never see it
Rip your heart from your chest
Bite it while it's beating
Bitch

No white flags
No prisoners
Feast on the zealots consuming the earth