A Night In Texas Welcome To The Gulag
They beckon death, welcome it to your door
Eat the rich but feed the poor?
This is their utopia, the woke paradise
The propaganda machine's kicked into overdrive
Welcome to the gulag
The putrid stench that radiates from the left, that foul odor from years of being fed shit
Consumed by sanctimonium our society governed by virtuous decay
They preach for equality, with venom dripping from their tongues, sickles & hammers disguised as picket statements
Hate germinates from both sides of the spectrum
The voice of hypocrisy begins to crescendo all around us
Sit back and gaze upon the blood flow
From the mindless
The f..cking spineless
Watch the weak unite
They beckon hate
Slithering serpents of hell
Fuck the rich and kill the poor
This is their utopia the woke paradise
The propaganda machines kicked into overdrive
In the labyrinthine corridors of ideological strife
Where shadows of discord dance upon the knife
Echoes of a paradigm, fractured and torn
Prey for our death, a symphony forlorn
At your door, a spectral invitation
Welcome to demise, a morbid congregation
Yet, the paradox unfolds, a riddle obscure
Feast on opulence, yet nurture the poor?
In this utopia, a canvas painted "woke,"
Where paradigms clash, and narratives provoke
The propaganda engine roars, cacophony profound
A surreptitious dance on truth's battleground
The vulnerable lead like sheep to the shearer
As ethics dissolve in the river of shame
Vulnerable souls easily swayed
A canvas of flesh manipulated
Cuckateers of facade exploit the weak
A masquerade applaud
Culture entwined, castrated minds
Suppresses all truth
The puppeteer of propaganda
The failed state
A product of the agenda
Souls devoured by their fallacy
Hypocrisy forever
