Luyện nghe bài hát Politics Of Domination

I come to accept myself. But I still reject all the
shit you in my mouth. Justification in my rage,
Born into hope led to a cage. So go on and bury
me,like I was here,never part of history. Deny
the crimes in my name. Mutilate my cunt,
errect a in it's place. You have come inside of me,
and vicitimized my matrilinear history.
Justification in my rage, Born into then led to a
Cage. The now yours, A man and his whores,
subjugating our dreams, phallusies.
your whistle and shooting your load,
propagating illusions, control. Hoping i'd
quietly dissolve into history. of Aristole,
Pretend all powerful. Cold, rich and impotent,
Vampyric. They'll kill you in the end, If not in
then in spirit. Parasites, Pantomimes.
pictures of history, with a self-rightous of
artistry, all and Exclusionary. Not at all
visionary. They'll you in the end. If not in body
in spirit. Parasites, Pantomimes. Feeding off the
lost. No of their own. Breeding us to follow and
be devoured. One day your life bleeding will
fall,and i'll be there laughing saying" I you so".
So all the witches and black out your lies. I'll
your secrets, one at a time. These bones are an
army. Carry me to face my enemy.