We are the people that know too much
That's why they must be rid of us.
We're easy to see from their perch on high
To lie and scheme before our eyes.
They admonish our actions as racist and bigot
And we're labeled extreme as if we're from Piggott.
They control what we say with their " Ministry of Truth",
They control what our children adore.
But in the end they will find,
their lust is blind
and be devoured by the things they abhore.
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