Wasteland (Prod. Slick Ross) - Synakill - Video
PUBLISHED:  Jul 09, 2016
DESCRIPTION:
#FuckYourSwag
#ThereIsNoPeaceInSilence

lyrics:
Destitute desolation, desecrated by deforestation, dried up, dehydration, deathly decades of deterioration, A watchmen watching woefully, while wilds wither, In my hands I hold hell, Healing it hopefully, As these scheming snakes slither, Serpents scattered across these scorching sands surface, Necrotic, Neurotic, Nihilistic, Narcissistic, nocturnal, and Nervous. Political parasites perpetrating persuasive personas as persons, When they're just leaches, Cancerous and worthless. Religion offers salvation, from a shallow, empty existence, As long as you pay your tithes and beg for forgiveness, Or you can listen to Rustle Brand and be a trendy socialist, Shit, 'Progressive' Marxists, Conservative fascists, Homophobic southern baptists, It's divide and conquer tactics, Keep us a people divided, so that we're Lost and misguided, Trying to find where it is that I might fit, An anarchist with a microphone in my right fist.


I just want to try and find my place, man. Get this desolation out of my face, damn, I'm too far now, I can't just turn back, Follow me in this journey through the waste land.

Verse 2:
An addict hits a new low, to try and hit a new high, Injects himself with heroin, Hits the vein his first try, Too much in the syringe, Overdoses on his first time, Just another statistic in a society that hates his kind. Mean while a priest molests an alter boy, and the church just looks away, A politician increases taxes, After voting for his own pay raise, Cops spray peaceful protesters with a can of mace, And they think they're righteous at the end of the day. We use our prisons to lock away the psychologically sick, Leaving them surrounded by murderers and rapists, All just because they have an addiction, Rooted in a an unbalanced mental condition, The state preys on their self destruction, sucking them for all they're worth, All to meet arrest quotas, It's how the War on Drugs works, While we send men off to war for peace, Leaving broken families, And vets with PTSD, They say this sacrifice was so that we could be free, Yet we're less free than ever, so how could this be?
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