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we: the authors (swine's requiem) - cipher lyrics

[modern, organized religion, like all manmade institutions, has been used as a tool of oppression and control. church hierarchies, and spiritual constructs reinforce and reinscribe concepts of authority that make it acceptable for a despicable coward with a badge to k!ll with impunity. we, not the supreme court, not the pope, noe hollwood, set the parameters of acceptability in society. the elite know this. therefore, they mystify the knowledge that would unlock this untapped power. we grant these people their authority. we legitimize them by our compliance. simply put, there are more of us than them. all power to the people.]

[dedicated to the memory of bro. prince carmen jones]

imagine existence without the persistence of a an authority, world minority, with a death wish
death is a gun in your mouth without reflection; a still beating heart where the devil’s name is etched in
revolution starts within. cowering under incompetence. false obelisks powering the populace
a lethal weapon is a legal weapon. african religion when it’s held by europeans. rest authority in this man. put a badge in his hand. put a gun in your mouth. and expand
counterfeit
rocks and bricks compared to this colossus. forty*onе thrown, nineteen hit. four cops acquitted. evidencе, like i said, counterfeited. admit it
cowardice
four*hundred years and our power is hour*less. now it is infinite
my spit. hits the prison*industrial*complex. plus your industry has no context. we call you pigs cause you squeal when you’re hunted and writhe in the filth of your conquest
recreation of an ethic with the advent of pure thinking
all their power all their riches are built on false foundations
our enemies cannot bury the evidence
their strengths are actually impediments
when heaven and h*ll as the angels turn devils and logic collides
the truth is elusive, obtuse, and confusing. the proof is inside. these pigs will die
so we cause the conflict? the conflict’s the police departments
they profit from drugs, guns, illegal black markets
serve and protect a bull market. we’re wanted. speak truth in the face of office held up by culprits with faulty doctrines; the parchment soaked in blood in seventeen*seventy*six is offensive to the ones who died for it. unspeakable horrors, as the plantation, nation*state, chain*gang, penetrates anomie. united states fall separately when penitentiaries feed the capital of four centuries
these pigs will die
you are the author of authority
treason belies
what’s been applied abhorrently

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