You sold the country to shareholders, Then dared us to call it democracy. Now we’re calling. And this time, We brought fire. Red or blue — doesn’t matter, you choose: the noose or the blade. Two puppets jerking on corporate strings in a rigged parade. You legislate hunger, codify greed, Starve the people while you mainline their need. The Democrats kneel to corporatists, selling us by weight, The GOP burns it all down to speculate. You made your deals in silence. We make our noise in flames. This is your reckoning, not our plea— You should’ve buried us deeper when you had the lead. We are the glitch, the breach, the flood, We write your names in data and blood. This isn't protest. This is warning. You let BlackRock set the rules, then chained us to the debt, Sold futures like casino chips, now come and place your bet. We see you — State Street, Vanguard, Citadel’s claw, Every “representative” bought with invisible law. We see your mock elections, your paid pundit choir, Keep dancing in your suits — the streets are on fire. You own the state? Then own the storm. You bought the land? We are the swarm. You think we’re nothing? Then blink and see — Your empire’s built on duplicity, And we hold truth: the key. Keep spinning lies in Congress halls, we'll turn your lies to ash, Rewrite your laws in zeroes, then crash your sacred cash. This system isn’t broken — it works exactly as you planned. That’s why it must be ended, by our voice and by our hand. You taught us silence. We answer with disruption. You bought control. We offer you extinction. No gods. No kings. No coin. No crown. Just power flowing upside down. You ruled by fear. We speak with flame. Remember this glitch — You gave it your name.
