Democracy RIP

 

"A nation can survive its fools,

and even the ambitious.

But it cannot survive treason

from within." - Cicero 

It has always been, that the enemy's within

It's blairingly obvious, it's democracys' sin

They planted quislings, we didn't empower

Wanting to oppress us, wanting us to cower

They want us subjugated, a tyrannized flock

Step out of line and they will brutally mock

For we are the foe, they reluctantly require 

The fuel for the flame for democracys' pyre

"Dictatorship naturally arises out

of democracy, and the most aggravated 

form of tyranny and slavery out of the

most extreme liberty."

- Friedrich von Hayek

Now we know who they are, the metrostasi

The vile oppressors, Davosian, commikaze

Who sold their souls, to the globalist whore

Betraying us all, to fight an unwinnable war

With traitors and colluders of various degrees

There'll be riots and ruin and alternative sees

Ideologies are treachery, but traitors don't care

As we enter a dark age, on a wing and a prayer 

"I have learned to hate all traitors, 

and there is no disease I spit on more

than treachery. " - Aeschylus

Democracy RIP

 

Elites & Chattel

There's a memory, in a dreamcatcher caught 

Of a battle lost, that was never fought

There was no victory, there was no defeat

Just a realignment, of enlightenment, said the elite 

But all is well now, for they told us so

Theirs is the narrative, that we need to know 

It's so wonderful, we don't even have to think

For they process everything, every thought and blink

There's no I in team, there's no you, them, or me

For we're as one together, with our own ID

Long gone are the dark days, of a time before 

Once cursed by cash, now we're a credit score 

There's no unrest, no alternative course to tout

As the world's configured, to when the lights go out

And they calmed us, after they erased our borders

Prescribing remedies, to help us follow orders 

Thankfully, unlike us, they're not tagged like sheep 

As they erase our nightmares, in our allotted sleep 

And who needs dreams, if free thought's a shackle

For we're as one, them and us, elites and chattel

Them and us? But I thought they righted wrongs?

But there's no I in team, this is old world tongues 

So let sleep prevail, let them cleanse that thought

Until it's a faded memory, in a dreamcatcher caught 

Quislings

U are the white noise, of an incoherent hum

An idealogical noodledom, of the vile, dumb

Relentlessly oppressive, your rhetoric's dirty

Everyone must know, your goal's, agenda '30

Some see sheep, but it's a pack, Canis Lupus

Clandestine Fabians, led by a comrade Judas

U are the disloyal quislings, of a paper crown

Mixing, red and green, creating faeces brown