The American Heretics - Cult

I call bullshit on your lies
Come on now, I know you can't
Look me in the eyes
And say with any certainty
That you've got access
To a higher truth than me
You keep drawing lines
You keep building walls
All because you fear
Those you can't control
So fuck your cult of personality
Rooted not in factuality
Interbred with nationality
You've abandoned rationality
Your view of justice is oblique
A god that demands blood
Just for wrong belief
Eye for an eye and tooth for tooth
Sounds more like Eastwood
And the one they call "The Duke"
You keep drawing lines
You keep building walls
All because you fear
Those you can't control
Fuck your cult and its brutality
You know naught of hospitality
In doctrine, race, and sexuality
You eradicate all abnormality
Nostalgia always breeds exclusion
Can't go back to days before
Fear of change is your religion
Board the windows lock the door
Endless cycles of division
Rhetoric of holy war
We're not buying your world vision
We reject all you stand for
So fuck your cult of personality
Rooted not in factuality
Interbred with nationality
You've abandoned rationality
Fuck your cult and its brutality
You know naught of hospitality
In doctrine, race and sexuality
You eradicate all abnormality

Written by:
Matthew Scott

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