In the ivory towers
the defunct cathedral of race supremacy
where cannon fodders congregate to worship
and bad apples and serpentine goddesses sit in cabal
to dole out miseries and silence the sane and the honest pilgrims
for they know that if the minds are blinded the eyes cannot see
in seductive hazes they coral and embrace fodder converts
while issuing D-Notices and poisoned honey in acid
and pedophiles are given badges access all areas
its sacrosanct what they do underground
remains underground no exceptions
God help the honest innocent men
for those without sins or secrets
will face the buzzsaw
and spun out to dry