We are the death cult
The victims of history
Never again
Turned into never against us
But not, never by us
Drunk on our power
Paid for by Americans with no healthcare
We are the death cult
Genocide an instrument of statecraft
Avoidance of prosecution for corruption
And of course crimes against humanity
But for what do we care about international law
Here in the killing fields of the stateless
We are the death cult
Using the West’s own hand wringing
Against themselves
They would rather go blind
Than be reminded of turning an blind eye eighty years ago
The tail that wags the dog
We are the death cult
Absolutists till the day we die
There is so middle ground
Just our ground
Gifted by god, history, and the racism of others
That dovetails with the racism of our own apartheid
We are the death cult
Making the most powerful nation on earth our bitch
Our client state
War and politics as a zero sum game
Bombs in personal devices
Poisoning rice with opiates
Killing the hungry
Annihilating the dispossessed
We are the death cult
And if you have not realized yet we don’t care
We are Samson
We will pull the temple down around us all
Dancing on the tightrope of World War Three
The arbiters of the language of mass murder
Destroying all criticism by proxy
For what do we care about racism
As long as you support our nationalism
For we are the death cult.
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