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So you say it's all about credentials. What do you know about honor?
Surely you can overlook principle for some momentary incentive.
These are the scales of justice, as long as they tip your way.
But my face could never make the front page.
I can hardly stomach it. I can barely keep it down.
What I'm supposed to fight for. What I should be proud of.
This ethnocentric falsehood. A nation of backseat drivers.
In a shot-out car named Ego, that takes me nowhere.
Won't be ruled by the media, won't be ruled by cathode ray.
Won't pass any judgement based on your hall of the story.
And you claim no hypocrisy in the existence of a Papacy?
Where's the separation of church and state?
How am I free? Or am I free at all?
This blessed screen let's you know exactly where i am.
Market my information. I've been naked since birth.
- Album:
- Just Can’t Hate Enough x2 – Plus Other Hate Songs
- Reach Beyond the Sun
- Misanthropy Pure
- Hearts Once Nourished With Hope And Compassion
- Miscellaneous
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 149
- Metal Blade Records 2013 Sampler
- A Comprehensive Retrospective or: How We Learned to Stop...
- A Whole New Level of Sickness
- A Profound Hatred of Man
- The Soundtrack to Your Life
- Trustkill Winter 2003 Sampler
- That Within Blood Ill-Tempered