Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blue Shirt//White Hood, artist - Nekroí Theoí. Album song Dead Gods, in the genre Date of issue: 30.05.2019
Record label: Prosthetic
Song language: English
Blue Shirt//White Hood |
| In a colony founded on blood |
| Are we surprised to see |
| That blood has become its currency? |
| These tragedies are not defects |
| These are functions of the host |
| We purge each visible blemish |
| But the whole of the organism is corrupt in origin |
| As such it thrives on exploitation |
| And fuels this infernal engine with a deliberate violence |
| There are bodies piled in the name of loyalty |
| These cases are peer reviewed by the world at large |
| Incentive to grow feeds the maw of injustice |
| Kickbacks keep the slave catchers working |
| The hands that feed black bodies into the belly of the machine are caked in |
| blood |
| Pigs feeding pigs |
| Nonetheless the rhetoric of necessity must be avoided |
| For these soldiers of domestic slaughter are only there by choice |
| These men of the unholy cloth kill for pleasure |
| Make no mistake |
| There are no ultimatums |
| Each fallen civilian body falls in vain |
| The Golden Shield protecting its own |
| Their tethered communities left to rot with the corpses of their own |