kill a Christian while it prays, use a shovel to do it save your gun for the day the fuckin in Government's lookin into it wanna change the way the system's runnin? then pull it they'll go back the way they came if there's enough of our bullets
lets start a revolution, before Industrial Evolution has every "human" movin in the direction of "mutants" and every section, of wall street, is decadent, boomin while every mother feeds her fetus an infectious pollutant
witness the efforts of the movement they expect to approve this as metal weapons shoot through desks of Exec's who assumed it witness the screaming of those bleeding as it deafens the music witness the death of the wounded with injected solutions
no rest, until, every suited doubter is given a choice of forty-eight hours to cower or acklowedge the voice in power as the crowds shout from the ground, growl and devour palaces with malice, no longer bound to their couches
we will tower above the sky-scrapers containing natures rapists, dangling chains in their faces, clanking and banging, as the snakes shake, debating their fates, pacing crazed, wasting away, awaiting their hanging
fitted in armor created with battle plated defenses that when bit, will break fangs of rabid patriot pigs our senses sharpened by the karma of every slave that was hit by a farmers whip, since this nation started, and when
the army is martyred, along with, seargents and men and the Defense Department is hard up for bargaining chips they'll have to pardon every narc in the pen, to guard em, and start an armageddon against the anarchy, to win
which doesn't hardly make a bit of sense, if the prisons are empty and scores of the guilty mix with the innocent, well, then we'll be forced to build again, livin in hell, with degenerates and filthy sinners and killers with no political minutemen
to bring em in, so hug your dissidence tight our mission's in flight, buckle in, we're in for a fight lets question the lessons in religion, of course I'm right give me a hanger and a bucket of ice and I will abort Christ
or forceps to crush the blessed breath from his head and then we'll be rid of the biggest impediment ever to get embedded in the collective intelligence of an ethological fellowship I've selected a set of men to begin the rebellion
you've been given orders to torch the four corners of the borders and force your way into the fortress to the quarters of the courtship corner them, cord them and transport them to these coordinates so we can torture them and torment them, according to forumla
a revolt without gore would only embolden the controllers they will fold ONLY when we are holding them by the shoulders I've gone over the strategy of the Romans, the Ottomans, Napoleon the forefathers of all the hostile men, the unholiest
apostles to conquer the soil across, any continent I've grown fond of them, as they are the Gods who lived upon us and Sodom and Gomorroh will be born again, in demonic sin forged on the life-less corpses of righteous men
no longer do we pledge alliegeance to united statesmen as their flagrance has been replaced with frightened faces find pride in hatred, gut them like fish beside a lake and when you're finished with it, twist the knife and break it