A New World

Drink the blood of dead things

And forget that you live in their grave

Feel the sorrows of a thousand generations

And choke on your privilege

Then again it ain't your fault

Eat the flesh of beautiful things

And know they died for you

Feel the pain of millions of little beasts

And slurp their fat as you season with salt

And get great on their sacrifice

Then again it ain't your fault

Board up your house from the foreign things

And forget their culture is yours

Their God is as flawed as your Savior

And get pious over violence

And get political about their plight

Them again it ain't your fault

They starve

They die

They live in terror

Not your concern

Not your life....

Not so long ago your kind

Was thrown to lions

Let them be thrown into a wall

All is as it ever was

Pious demonizing pious

All gods are

Not all gods are equal...

Gods tell man not to love man

Gods tell woman not love woman

Seems the same to me

Seems the same to me

Gods tell you to love your neighbor

Gods say not to love your neighbor

Seems the same to me

Seems the same to me

If a God there is

Isn't His/Her name Love?

If a God there is

Isn't Her/His name Love?

No regret when the owners you killed

No regret when the landless deny

No regret when the others despise

No regret when the future deny

Drink the wealth of the voiceless

Eat the home of the homeless

Wall up the defenseless

Ain't your fault anyhow....

Who said love is of God?
Oh yeah, your God said so

But who is He, who is your Savior....

Nothing to you,

When dirt with a meaningless name is the only God you know

Welcome to a new order

A new realm....

A new kingdom...

A fourth Reich.