We the people
Diseased and feeble
Binging on a lie as we breathe this evil
Flocking by the droves as the state is waning
Watching as the emperor's clothes are fading
Kill the Mockingbird
Blame the Mocking Jay
Starve and execute
There's a lot at stake
Using what's left of your time to protest
Abuse who's left
And diagnose them possessed
Oh beautiful for blatant lies
In cubicles we waste our lives
A treadmill for our shopping carts
The dead fill up the parking lots
Give me freedom from assembly line
As the repeaters beat each other up every time
Follow leaders as they greet you with sweet demise
While the nemesis is picking out picket signs

Enemy of the statist
Energy of the greatest
Empire in history the mystery is never solved
Empathy for the sadist
How much more can you take of this
When the king dies of gout
Know this thing's winding down

Disorder to form an imperfect human
Insert the doom rulers usurp the ruin
Groomed like mares with your doom like stares
At your dummy box rotting in your tomb right there
Catch the rye while you're catching fire
The plastic burns urn your vast desires
Cast aside your pusher's gift of gab
Cuz your grifted flag won't lift a fisted hand
As history gets plagiarized
The myth they feed destabilized
A hamster wheel of mind distraction
A man of steel defies the factions
Keep the change of your damaged past time
The puppet stage breaks wakes the masses bat blind
The adversary turns to protagonist last line
Of the proclamation that was rewritten this draft I'm

Enemy of the statist
Energy of the greatest
Empire in history the mystery is never solved
Empathy for the sadist
How much more can you take of this
When the king dies of gout
Know this thing's winding down

My country isn't free
Give me my amnesty
No my country isn't me
It is not my identity

Enemy of the statist
Energy of the greatest
Empire in history the mystery is never solved
Empathy for the sadist
How much more can you take of this
When the king dies of gout
Know this thing's winding down

The red is the bloodshed
The white is the race
The blue's the police state it's right in your face
The stripes on the outfit
The stars are the bars
Keep you trapped in their tapestry
Crashing his majesty