Crisis - Politics Of Domination lyrics

I have come to accept myself. But I still reject all the sh** you stuffed in my mouth. Justification in my rage, Born into hope then led to a cage. So go on and bury me,like I was never here,never part of history. Deny the crimes committed in my name. Mutilate my c*nt, errect a dick in it's place. You have come inside of me, bloodied and vicitimized my matrilinear history. Justification in my rage, Born into hope then led to a Cage. The Culture now yours, A man and his who*es, subjugating our dreams, armageddon phallusies. Blowing your whistle and shooting your load, propagating illusions, enforcing control. Hoping i'd quietly dissolve into history. Disciples of Aristole, Pretend you're all powerful. Cold, rich and impotent, Vampyric. They'll k** you in the end, If not in body then in spirit. Parasites, Pantomimes. Painting pictures of history, with a self-rightous sense of artistry, all distorted and Exclusionary. Not at all visionary. They'll k** you in the end. If not in body then in spirit. Parasites, Pantomimes. Feeding off the lost. No minds of their own. Breeding us to follow and be devoured. One day your life bleeding kingdom will fall,and i'll be there laughing saying" I told you so". So burn all the witches and black out your lies. I'll uncover your secrets, one at a time. These bones are an army. They Carry me to face my enemy.