They gave up on changing minds, and started smashing skulls
Spoiled wretches with too much time pretending to be noble
We see your sublimated bloodlust for what it really is
A dagger in the back of progress
You say the words but don't know what they mean
You say the words but don't know what they really mean
You arrogant flesh on stilts
You confused bastard
Begging for attention through petty moralism and ostentatious displays of phoney virtue
You are the opposite of the things you claim to fight for
You know not what you do
Pray for forgiveness and discard this flawed strategy
Deserter of the war of ideas
Slanderer of true visionaries
Egotist wrapped in stolen valour
Pat yourself on the back as you trample on flowers that were planted here long ago
Lock yourself in echo chambers and hum the song of the authoritarian
You are wrong
A product of miseducation
Your ways failed then, and they fail now
Every insomniac eye contains specks
A small price to pay for the removal of planks that render you blind
Head of deadwood
Fuel the inferno and then demand admiration from those who are burnt
New puritan
You are on the wrong side of history
New puritan
We won't regress
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They gave up on changing minds, and started smashing skulls
Spoiled wretches with too much time pretending to be noble
We see your sublimated bloodlust for what it really is
A dagger in the back of progress
You say the words but don't know what they mean
You say the words but don't know what they really mean
You arrogant flesh on stilts
You confused bastard
Begging for attention through petty moralism and ostentatious displays of phoney virtue
You are the opposite of the things you claim to fight for
You know not what you do
Pray for forgiveness and discard this flawed strategy
Deserter of the war of ideas
Slanderer of true visionaries
Egotist wrapped in stolen valour
Pat yourself on the back as you trample on flowers that were planted here long ago
Lock yourself in echo chambers and hum the song of the authoritarian
You are wrong
A product of miseducation
Your ways failed then, and they fail now
Every insomniac eye contains specks
A small price to pay for the removal of planks that render you blind
Head of deadwood
Fuel the inferno and then demand admiration from those who are burnt
New puritan
You are on the wrong side of history
New puritan
We won't regress
Spoiled wretches with too much time pretending to be noble
We see your sublimated bloodlust for what it really is
A dagger in the back of progress
You say the words but don't know what they mean
You say the words but don't know what they really mean
You arrogant flesh on stilts
You confused bastard
Begging for attention through petty moralism and ostentatious displays of phoney virtue
You are the opposite of the things you claim to fight for
You know not what you do
Pray for forgiveness and discard this flawed strategy
Deserter of the war of ideas
Slanderer of true visionaries
Egotist wrapped in stolen valour
Pat yourself on the back as you trample on flowers that were planted here long ago
Lock yourself in echo chambers and hum the song of the authoritarian
You are wrong
A product of miseducation
Your ways failed then, and they fail now
Every insomniac eye contains specks
A small price to pay for the removal of planks that render you blind
Head of deadwood
Fuel the inferno and then demand admiration from those who are burnt
New puritan
You are on the wrong side of history
New puritan
We won't regress
Writer: Francesco Sturino
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