Propaghandi - Today'S Empires, Tomorrow'S Ashes lyrics

rate me

on up to gustafsen (now cue the ass parade of ditto-heads and commissars and pricks

to drown out this fainte

Reat of commie faggot heretics). conclusion: the nail that sticks up gets hammered

down and the master's finest tools are found slack-jawed and placid amidst the

cacophony of screaming billboard

Disney-fied history. sometimes the ties that bind are strange: no justice shines

upon the cemetery plots marked hampton, weaver or anna-mae where federal bureaus and

fraternal orders have cast

Shadows; permanent features built into these borders. but undercover of the

customary gap we find between history and truth, the founding fathers bask in the

rocket's blinding red glare. the bo

Ursting in air. one nation. indivisible? the truth is when the back-country learned

of ratification the people had a coffin painted black and solemnly borne in funeral

procession, they buried it

In the earth as an emblem of

The dissolution and internment of their publick liberty. someday, somewhere, today's

empires are tomorrow's ashes.