Existential Dread

So you feel like a golden god?
You think you're the chosen one?
Go on tell it like it is

Now you've called in the cavalry
And you've called it by its proper name
Its genocide

Don't push back the page
Read the words and be saved for this is the truth told by you
The darkness has faded away, the forest is just past the trees
There's nobody home for you

So many died too many lived
The meek will inherit shit
Bring out your dead and carrion

Now we drench the flag in gasoline
Your legacy is dead to me
You want a fight?
You want a war?

Before you could walk, before you would run
This is the hill you will die on

Til the death of me, still a mystery
When you die upon the cross all is lost
On the coldest nights, we know your sacrifice
When you die upon the cross all is lost
Stone cold and you'll ram it down our throats