Run, my dear, it’s Uncle Joe Sniffing all your little girls Laps them up like yellow snow Fingering their precious curls The only thing that gets him out of bed anymore Is the aroma of a fresh-picked schoolyard whore Innocence his fodder Sustenance your daughter Hands invading space Writ across her face Perversion great renown Ripping through your gown Sniffing little girls Fingering their curls Joe, friend of Strom Thurmond Pointless in the end Four more years of pain When the cycle starts again Pick-a-pedo games Shadows in Ukraine Voted for DOMA Hunter’s Burisma Joe, failure to the cause Racist drug-crime laws One chance we had got And this man it is not What the people need Least all Tara Reade Say it to her face You malarkey disgrace

Long-armed legions burning crosses After they have worked their forces Hearken back to bygone days Ripping open the wrong page Hollow-points tearing through domes No-knock raids destroying homes Athletes kneeling as they seethe Man in shackles cannot breathe Freedom-not something you can bargain for Reform-written in lies swept off the Senate floor Itching to fight Liberty's end Hide in plain slight They're not your friend Protect-they are the dogs of property Service-guns that they point at you and me Say their names Brett Hankison-Rot in Hell Amber Guyger-Still in jail Derrick Chauvin-Pressed his luck Phillip Brailsford-You are fucked You strung your bow to say all lives matter We proved you wrong with blue blood spatter Fuck your twelve, drop them in a beer batter 'Fore we serve them up on a fried pork platter Fuck you-why is it this that we'll defend? Just think-what sort of message does it send? And without thought He pressed his knee What Grossman wrought Killology Riot-speak in the language of unheard Tear down-tools, institutions, laws, and words Your budget is going down Cuz we are rising up Run fast from our town Cuz we have had enough Our wallets, not your trough Our taxes, not your teat Percentage tipped us off To the spouses you have beat Burn down the pen This is the end No justice, no peace Defund the police Shut up-whine but nobody fucking cares Off-mark-how can they be so unaware? Geared up for war Geneva cries Necks to the floor Innocence dies All cops-reek of the shit where they wallow Bastards-drunk on the carnage that they sow Tamir Rice, Darius Tarver Michael Brown and Eric Garner Daniel Shaver, Sarah Wilson Atatiana Jefferson Sandra Bland, Philando Castile Jacob Blake, and Paul O'Neal Stephon Clark and Alton Sterling Dallas weeps for Botham Jean

Price of entry – Misogyny Set your sights on – Chad and Stacy On our menu – Chicken tendies Lathered up in – Honey mussey TENDIIIIIIEEEEES Come on, boy, we’ll let you in We can smell your frustration You’re too nice, you just won’t win You were born a gentleman Frankfurt School – Taught me human rights are Marxism So I decry feminism Shapiro – Selling snake oil for the brain Sending young men down the drain Normalize this obsession You deserve validation She owes you, obligation Cuz you are a gentleman I held open the door so get your knees on the floor I never thought my life would fade out quite like this Buried beneath greasy boxes and bottles of piss Now that my youth has left me I’m full of regret Wasted my time on favors I did not get I thought I was a nice guy not one bit toxic I don’t wanna be an incel controlled by his dick I always thought women should be all over me I found my own release from this celibacy

It's been a long time since I took up my duty I scour the wasteland for the signs of sorcery And I know where they're hidden Inside your courts and schools Dressed up as policemen Enforcing their own rules And I've sallied up my weapon, Malleus And I wield it as a proxy, justice Come too late to realize your fate She's blind, deaf, and dumb to Maleficarum Where should I begin, the forest or D.C? Or maybe in the prisons where the chain gangs work for free Punishment for crime, legalized slavery The rules are set by those who foster white supremacy Enamored by Baldur on screen The whistle hides just what they mean Just fucking admit Your approval means that you're complicit Wrapped in the flag, behold the pallor of the lamb Bearing the cross, backs turned upon the tribes of- -Ham fisted lies Enforce the class divide Good faith's demise In fairness they deride Hammer-thin skin, the boot tastes like the laces earned Stand back, stand by, pain is the only way they- -Learn empathy Not from the GOP Psycopathy Their ideology The wizard, robed all in white, binding 88 souls to the right Heritage of hate, much more than memory The tiki torches burning in defense of general Lee You lost the fucking war, so what's with the trophy? Gargoyles whisper wicked dreams of lost identity You thought you'd protect your suburb Now your teeth are resting on the curb Take me by hand to where you gather all the nerds Malleus raised, now say your final 14- -Words through the blood While face down in the mud Hunt for the hoods I've come to purge the woods The wizard, lungs full of ice, for his habit he shall pay the price They razed a burning cross, I filled it with bodies Malleus stamps and swings and cracks and slaughters them with ease This is true tolerance, I'm scrubbing the disease They don't realize it's self-defense to kill fucking Nazis. John Brown's body lies molding But his soul forever keeps marching Protect our streets, punch Richard Spencer in the face Direct action, the KKK is a dis- -grace to us all You're nothing but a thrall Now fucking crawl 'Your face shall meet my maul