The Black Stag
Unveiling Society's Sick Modus Operandi through "The Black Stag
Lyrics
You tell me there's no other reason
You insist there's no other cause or motive
That our lives are coming to a screeching halt
Our lives are rapidly reaching a complete stop
They're essentially committing treason, you say
You claim they're essentially betraying us, asserting blame on them
This whole problem is their fault
The entirety of this issue is their responsibility
Putting brothers against one another and
Creating conflict between siblings
Breaking down the family bond
Dismantling the strong connections within the family
You've given us instructions on how to ostracise each other
You've given instructions on how to exclude one another
How else is the world gonna cannibalise itself?
How else will the world self-destruct by preying on itself?
You tell me I'm supposed to fight this guy
You instruct me to confront this individual
Because apparently we don't see eye to eye?
Because evidently, we have differing perspectives?
That proliferation of hate instigation is getting really old
The spreading of hatred and incitement is becoming tiresome
You'll jump on anything you can, race, gender, or that we're from different lands
You'll seize on any difference: race, gender, or nationality
It's a sick sick modus operandi
This is a twisted and sick way of operating
Pulling at threads just cause you fucking can
Creating discord merely because you're capable
Sick, sick, sick
Reiterating the sickness of this behavior
Sick, sick, modus operandi
Repeated emphasis on the sick way of operating
By the end of your great campaign there won't be friends, just allies and enemies
At the end of your extensive efforts, there will be no genuine friendships, only alliances and adversaries
You're not a source of knowledge you just pretend to be
You don't possess authentic knowledge; it's all pretense
I refuse to hate my friends or wish for them to wither and die
I refuse to harbor hate towards my friends or desire their demise
A world based on cliques and sides is nothing more than a slow-burn suicide
A world based on factions and opposition is a gradual self-destructive path
Slow-burn suicide
Continued emphasis on the self-destructive nature of division
Your repulsion is so unfounded, yet you let it dictate your behaviour
Your aversion is baseless, yet it dictates your actions
Walking around, nose turned up, looking down at all the ones who made a different choice
You walk arrogantly, looking down upon those who made different choices
He's not, so what, what's your fucking point?
Their differences don't matter; what's your argument?
When did you care this much about anyone?
When did you ever care this deeply about anyone else?
So proud like you created the sky and the clouds, but you're just a fucking clown
You carry yourself with immense pride, yet you're just a fool
So much knowledge, so full of shit
You possess knowledge but misuse it
Punish the stupid; self-inflicted
Punishing the foolish, which they bring upon themselves
I won't run around cutting ties and surround myself with prejudice
I won't engage in severing ties or embracing prejudiced attitudes
I tried to be civil with you but there's not much more I can do for you
I attempted to maintain civility, but there's little more I can do for you
Do you have rocks in your head?
Are you foolish?
Just string a sentence together
You can't even articulate a coherent sentence
You can't talk with snorts and grunts
You communicate in inarticulate sounds
But there's a place for you in the sty if you want
But if you want, there's a place for you among similar individuals
Refuse the divide
Reject the division
Don't endorse the global divorce
Do not support the global separation
Cut that shit, let it go
Stop that behavior, let it go
Their decision is not yours
Their choices are not yours to make
Go exile what you abhor
Distance yourself from what you despise
Total war is at your door
A state of intense conflict is imminent
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