Apparently, the people of Scotland have a choice
Don’t make me fucking laugh
The choice between two prison cells
Is really pretty naff
To me it’s just another version
Of the Hegelian dialectic
Labour,Tory, the union or independence
It’s all just part of political rhetoric
We the people have no say
In how the so called ‘country’ is run
We are feudal serfs of their system
Or are you going to work for fun?
Countries themselves aren’t even real
They exist purely on paper
They are fictional entities, corporations
We are the willing pawns of the caper
Whose cock do you want up your ass?
Is the illusion of choice on offer
Our Taxes will still go to Rome
Via,‘The Crown’, to stock their coffer
When are we going to wake up
And realise it’s all just a game?
One we have been bamboozled in
In our quest for wealth and fame
Do you really think we have a say?
In what laws the lawmakers pass?
Democracy is just a useful word
That blinds us from police tear gas
The policy enforcers are there to protect
The criminal insane, not the people
We get what we deserve
Being subservient soulless sheeple
Our parents are complicit in the fraud
Submitting our souls to be claimed at birth
For when they register us with the Crown
They forfeit our rights on this earth
A bonded slave has then been created
We go to work to pay their rent
Not forgetting to act in accordance
With every oppressive statute from parliament
We don’t realise we are not the ‘name’
We are men and women don’t you know?
The wolves have pulled the wool over our eyes
So we think we have to be part of their show
Schooling schooled us in the art of obedience
To answer daily to the legal name fiction
As long as we are good boys and girls
The bullies won’t dish out too much friction
Don’t dream of following your passion
Or even dare to think for yourself
There are many examples in history
Of how that is not good for your health
That is why we are all so scared
To even once speak out of turn
So out of concern we police each other
If we have to, our neighbours we’ll spurn
The history books are written by the winners
So why on earth do we trust them?
Are we so weak we have to accept their lies
In order just to fit into their scarcity cyst-em?
We fight over the scraps from their table
Like hungry dogs we are thankful for that
Yet we are the ones who wag their tail
While they act like a superior big cat
We don’t even own our bodies
A jail sentence awaits recreational plant users
But with what they are doing to the planet
They are mother nature’s abusers
We are told that the climate is changing
For that ‘we the people’ must pay
When everyone goes S.M.A.R.T
Common sense will have had its day
Yes, they are sick but they don’t stop there
For many rape and torture kids
It is part of their satanic practice
To do exactly what morality forbids
We think we are so cool and clever
Now that we’ve legalised gay marriage
What is next on their disturbing agenda?
How far will they go before you disparage?
Call me old fashioned but I believe
Consenting adults of any sexual persuasion
Shouldn’t need to beg for a licence
So the state can further its indecent invasion
Now we have an independence referendum
They tell us that our decision will be historic
But every time we go into a voting booth
All we are doing is making them euphoric
So I for one will not be voting either way
I refuse to give away any of my power
If you don’t want to aid and abet corruption
I suggest you too walk away from that shower
Let them keep their bullshit fiat currency
Which is only good for wiping your arse
It holds no inherent real value
Like everything else, it’s a total farce
We should educate ourselves properly
Claim back our divine proportion
That way whatever we earn through our labour
Cannot be withdrawn by legal extortion
The only things that should be governed
Is our own mind, body and soul
When we take responsibility for them
The façade will collapse back up its own asshole
I really don’t think we have any other option
Unless you are happy being less than you are
We can find happiness and joy in each other
For each one of us is a bright shining star
We are capable of far more than we show
All it requires is the will for real change
We need to take our heads out of the sand
So we can start to see what we can re-arrange
For government is just a modern form of religion
One that I pray has had its day
So let’s all make a stand, united for freedom
Let our righteous braveheart spirit lead the way
Cheers!
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