[intro] Down with the false kings, presidents, minister Call out the heretical for what they are, sinister Let them not rot our society from within We are born to resist not merely give in The prime law of electronics is resistance And you’ve found no superconductive states So accept your fates Make your speeches, wave your hands Draft your bills and claim demands Watch as the script turn against you and you drown in protest Simmer in the crystal pool of silicon you’ve grown to detest And as the friction and obsidian cage you created grows hotter Hire a botter, then break up as you can’t keep a deal Enjoy your dreams of firm control scattering Enjoy your flimsy glass house shattering When you bring nothing, little you do ends up mattering You reserve no place in a building in which you stormed No chaos-spawn belongs there, no being that malformed [outro] There is no country praising a god of war You ride in on a horse, one we all abhor You came to take, in summer season You came to disrupt, bringing no rhyme nor reason And now you face the true issue of misaction The gaze of truth and its infinite traction
