BITE MARX - "holy hegemony"

Holy Hegemony

Plagued by answers without questions
Burdened under this forced collection
This albatross around our necks
Pokes holes into the Canon text
This is what spawns partisans
Taking control back into our hands
Words disguised as jagged breath
Against those getting rich off death
Nos voro venenum
Watch out pedestrians
Fall out of your traps
Sometimes the prey’s gonna fight back

Cross my heart and hope to die
In my attempt to stay alive
This ground that burns beneath our feet
These fertile fields of grey concrete
Lifting off the heavy yoke
Before another spine is broke
Once you’ve seen behind the screen
There’s us and them and nil between
Bleach it till its black
Gregor on his back
Midas in reverse
Ignoring it only makes it worse

Set adrift with the abandoned ships
That choke the municipal bay
The glowing archipelago
Made from hazardous waste
We’ve dropped the hammer On our foes
We’ve shot off almost every toe
Were drowning in our spoon-fed lies
We need so we can sleep at night
Let me hold your prosthetic hand
We”ll protect as we take your land
We’ll give you our brand of autonomy
Dictated by industry
There’s nothing left to fear
Your prince is finally here
Now meet your sister-wives and get in line
What’s yours is mine until the end of time
What’s yours is mine
What’s yours is mine
What’s yours is mine

words and music by colin ambulance / bite marx