Now, What you’re following
That’s idolatry
That’s just fake

And all that wallowing
That you tolerate,
That’s not faith

The kings of colony
Watched autonomy
Make our graves

The kings of colony
Know no policy
Only rape!


Now, Once you fall asleep
It won’t bother you
What they say

But The kings of colony,
While they slaughter,
They Still complain

That we say ‘Please, Collar Me’
still, too solemnly,
still, too plain

All Hail Economy
Praise thee, Pharmacy
Seas in flames


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They’re buying up Hawaii
and the smoke’s not even cleared
Those vultures smelled the fire
and an enterprise appeared

Investment opportunities
Where melted-down communities
Leave vacant space
that Blackrock has been lusting for for YEARS

The council meets in private
and they don’t discuss survivors
Concerns among construction groups
Are all Lahaina hears

They’ll wander through your city
with this mocking sort of pity
Next to Oprah and her camera crew
Who tour the trail of tears

Where footage flows as freely
as the stream of liquid steel,
and the pools of pure aluminum
that trickled down your wheels

And Biden’s come to say
he knows exactly how it feels;
Cause had a kitchen fire, once,
and had to miss a meal

And people still believe
that piece of shit deserves your vote

Like he’s not why supplies are being
smuggled in by boat

Like he’s not why our citizens
were forced to stay and roast

And he can’t unfreeze your funding, folks,
Cause Azov needs it most



I’ll bet my every dollar
Biden watched it with a smile

I’ll bet he knows the whereabouts
of every missing child

He’s just the kind of man
Who lives to trample something tribal

Collecting culture’s corpses
just to throw them on the pile


Like he and all his buddies
didn’t dream about the day

When those who dared defy the donor class
were cleared away

When home insurance triples
and you can’t afford to stay

And your land falls to the hands of those
whose windfall fanned the flames

The state will take Lahaina,
And they’ll bastardize it’s name

And tourism will swarm it all the same

You see,
The state we left Lahaina
shows the ground rules of the game

the planes that,
in the night,
ignite the plains


And if questions raise
that reckon the potential use of lasers
I suggest you take a closer shave
by way of Occam’s razor

and if those civilians
stood between this country and it’s gains,
then there’s really nothing further to explain


Because, you may know this already,
if you truly know our past,
but this ain’t the first occasion
and it will not be the last
Where Americans are kettled in
and made to bear the blast

Are barricaded in and left for ash


How many In Lahaina, now,
are lying there, awake,
and still can hear the city
we left leveled in our wake
they still hear all the people
that we let the fire take.

Instructed from above
to stay in place

So, look to the horizon,
cause a fire comes for YOU
Desire made incarnate
of the power-hungry few
Who’ve instructed the police
to not let anybody through;
To Barricade them in-

and, so, they do.