Feed me lies, tell me my hate makes me holy,  
tell me my venom is virtue, my malice divine.  
I am always right—that’s the right’s truth, its liturgy.  
God, hurt the *******, twist their love into thorns.  
God, hurt the migrants, let the desert consume them.  
God, hurt the left, brand their hearts with felonies.  
God, hurt the women, shackle their choices to dogma.  
God, hurt the kind, make them bleed for their mercy.  
God, hurt the enemy, whoever we name them.  
God, arm the righteous with rifles, with Bibles, with scorn.  
God, let the cages grow smaller till the air leaves their lungs.  
God, let their protests be silenced, their voices erased.  
God, let their bodies be battlefields, their wills disgraced.  
God, let their compassion be a curse, their empathy a crime.  
God, let their blood fill the rivers, their bones mark the time.  
God, hate your children, for we hate each other.  
We are your mirrors, your wrath, your disgrace.  
We build our altars from ash and from slaughter,  
and call it salvation, and call it your grace.

I’m a new man, born again, back into sin,  
my empathy scorched, ash across my skin.  
Sympathy’s the devil—now I worship Satan.  

Behold, the American Messiah, the orange god,  
jackals trailing behind a worm-eaten dog.  
Plague, famine, death—hoofbeats pound the fog.  

Ten figures to ascend, to turn angelic,  
plastic masquerading as authentic.  
Heaven’s gate bleeds the blood of the ****.  

Hush—don’t speak till the smoke clears.  
Don’t whisper till we know who’s here.  
Every fear, every dread, confirmed—it’s here.

Ain't none of my ****** drugs cut
And every other word I say is ****

**** my head
And **** my life
Better off dead
But I'm still alive
Maybe I should spend more time in bed
Instead I'm out late getting high

I think I'm ****** in the head
Back In the day I knew this kid
Who would sit all alone and just read
Well now that kids ****** dead
I killed him ****** should've hid
Instead I beat him till the world turned red

Now he sits all alone snorting **** that ***** up his head
I swear to ****** god I'd be better off dead

But alive I am so whether an ounce or a gram
You'll find me on the glass noose in my hand

I gotta go away now cause things didn't go your way
Gotta go away so now I need a new place to stay

Or maybe just stay on the road go from place to place
Love me when they meet me and leave after I'm a tired face
I don't stick around not one friend outpace the sneakers lace

These roots they reach the stars
Grasp them till they choke an sputter
A thought lost in smoke ****** into a gutter
Ramble an stumble an mutter words blacker
Drink myself into a stupor smoke till I stutter
No paint just dark markers caught in the shutter
More cash than my peers in a broke down car
Soar higher crash harder watch the flys flutter
Chase after ethereal means forget brick and mortar
Turn to the cinders and remember the liars
Careless benders surrounded by adders
Danger grows as wallets get lighter
Might **** a man for a tenner
These branches get thinner every year
Every year the trees grow sicker

How many species went extinct this year
Twenty two plus to be succinct but never fear
Or wait maybe its time for fear

Smell the pollen while the bees still live
Ashes haven't fallen just yet and we're alive
Drones about our hive

It gets worse every year
Nothing sacred nothing held dear
The makers said the movers and shakers will steer
And the razors edge draws them near
But never fear objects in the mirror are closer than they appear

My heart has crumbled my soul has left a vacant shell
Walk away from myself I go my own way
Strong enough to keep going but to weak to stay
Is this hell is this where I lay alone where I fell
It hurts I ache with hypocrisy I've got nothing to say

At every end I fray I want one more breath but gasp and heave
I ask you to stay as I walk away taking the scars and the pain
I spoke to you as you died my hate flowed out of a sieve
My ****** my sin my failure its driving me insane
Should I go should I die should I grieve