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Lyrics
Haunted America
Stolen land leads, to a ghostly insurrection,
The buried lies reveal haunting truths unearthed.
The disfigured father says quiet under lips so venomous.
Under evil blankets procreate with tender wounds,
With the devil's shades of the blonde and blue,
Shaved heads swell mounting statues of scorn,
With only a history of hateful burial rites.
Distress is the color of Red, White and Blue.
The masculine head of the phallic table,
Patriot to the white X-mas pig,
He carries the dead wishes of frozen toes,
Black eyes, forced in the closet logic.
(Heroes lost under cloudy pillows,
Misty revolt passes through translucent eyes.)
Distress is the color of Red, White and Blue.
Darkside is my only side.
Open grave so inviting, flirtatious,
Promises like mounds of dirt below,
These wrists blue rivers to my throbbing core
The valiance of the heart is threatened by
Charcoal ambition.
Nurturing the dying seeds with icy care,
Trees of broken will shield the land-less specters,
I am praised by only the hollow ground heroes,
(Shadows that don't scatter when the light comes)
Ghosts that don't flinch at your awareness.
Spirits tamper now with living strength,
Spirits Tamper Now.
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