You tell me there’s no other reason
That our lives are coming to a screeching halt
They’re essentially committing treason, you say
This whole problem is their fault

Putting brothers against one another and
Breaking down the family bond
You’ve given us instructions on how to ostracise each other

How else is the world gonna cannibalise itself?

You tell me I’m supposed to fight this guy
Because apparently we don’t see eye to eye?
That proliferation of hate instigation is getting really old
You’ll jump on anything you can, race, gender, or that we’re from different lands
It’s a sick sick modus operandi
Pulling at threads just cause you fucking can

Sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, modus operandi

By the end of your great campaign there won’t be friends, just allies and enemies.
You’re not a source of knowledge you just pretend to be
I refuse to hate my friends or wish for them to wither and die
A world based on cliques and sides is nothing more than a slow-burn suicide

Slow-burn suicide

Your repulsion is so unfounded, yet you let it dictate your behaviour
Walking around, nose turned up, looking down at all the ones who made a different choice
He’s not, so what, what’s your fucking point?
When did you care this much about anyone?
So proud like you created the sky and the clouds, but you’re just a fucking clown

So much knowledge, so full of shit
Punish the stupid; self-inflicted
I won’t run around cutting ties and surround myself with prejudice
I tried to be civil with you but there’s not much more I can do for you

Do you have rocks in your head?
Just string a sentence together
You can’t talk with snorts and grunts
But there’s a place for you in the sty if you want

Refuse the divide
Don’t endorse the global divorce
Cut that shit, let it go
Their decision is not yours

Go exile what you abhor
Total war is at your door