A Town Living in Fear of Roosters

Logic, the menace of hate
The enemy of those in power
Unfeeling blood barons pontificating hate
Hearts not beating, minds not seeing
Unable to destroy truth by burning paper

Pushing us to bow down to iron fists
We are human, we exist
If we speak one thought aloud
It exists even after we die
We're not some little chess pony falling on our knees
Not a pawn in your game
Not a cog in the work
We are humans, not insects
Built of flesh with our own minds
Obsolete, obsolete
This whole state obsolete
Obsolete, obsolete
This whole state obsolete
Obsolete, obsolete
This whole state obsolete