Acizm - Ancient Bloodlines

We taught that there’s a god
Sitting atop of the rock that we’re raised
And he got to be praised
Before the bodies rot in their graves
In innocuous ways
Obvious but not from the shade
We’re rotten decayed
Not a lot to be saved
Why they saving all the royals
While the poorest of the populace pay
In plain sight they overnight
Devices not for display
911 was too convenient
To not be arranged
Assemble media immediately
Took shots of the planes
Put upon the displays
Slaughter when the orders are made
How many sons and daughters
Caught up in distorted and strange
Mental disorders all borderline
While we walk in the flames
And all we talk is all we taught
So we don’t talk of it WAIT
It’s a state of the mind they prey on
A seance a mind state
Some kind of way to get their
Game to be played at the highest stakes
We nailed to ply
State what on our mind and erased
A sign of the times
Are ancient bloodlines on the page
Ancient bloodlines
Rulers of the planet
We their lunch lines
In a once devine manor
Till it’s crunch time
Clutching on a semi automatic
In a panic
In a matter of minutes
The metal marry and the gunfire
Exit out the barrel and narrow in
If it’s done right
Stretching out apparel
While hanging em in the sunlight
Reputation paramount
Now I’ll be in their guns sights
Now I’ll be Infamous In an hour
It's in my blood type
Follow evolution
On its usual tract
It’s usually backed
The cracks between
The news and the facts
We choose to be trapped
Tapped into the tomb
Like a tap
Tapping commutes in google maps
While all our movements are tracked
Our computers attacked removing
What we move through the banks
Watch em move through the ranks
As soon as all their views
Have been mapped
Once initial engagement official
It’s sooner enacted
Attached to different divisions
Littered with pseudonym actors
No fewer than 2 letters
Confusing viewers with acronyms
Backing them into businesses
And back Into the black
Into the blackening abysses
Packing pistols in packages
They distribute from factories
Kids given semi automatics
Killed in wars they cause to happen
Specific parts of the map
That happen to further their cause
In accordance to cause collapses
Further murder abroad
Further murderous slaughter
Ordered by serpentine lords
Heard crawling under the back streets

Written by:
Arran Silk

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