Lord Balfour from Samizdat EP by Snotnoze Saleem
Tracklist
| 3. | Lord Balfour | 3:45 |
Lyrics
A sleight of my hand, a flick of the wrists
Dig the knife in the neck and give it a nice twist
Cut the veins, blood spurts, I'm Singing in the Rain
Leave you choking in the street, no joking, ain't shit sweet
That's what you get, and don't forget the reason it's war
I'm just settling the score, settlers not welcome
Your presence is pollution, ain't no two-state solution
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
Don't get the sheriff involved, make it a Mexican Standoff
The good, the bad, and the fucking fall off the face of the planet
You and your whole fucking family
You should know better than to come around these parts
Patrolling the village with your armaments
Send this message to your parliaments
Revokement of your dominance and rip apart written armistice
All your civilians a legitimate military target
A shining city floating upon the expanse of darkness
A virus incarnate
I'm ready to bring the carnage
Get you dead center in the sight of marksmen
Peep the visual, you're a poindexter with a pistol
Your continued existence is a humiliation ritual
A gang of dung beetles suck your brain matter through a straw
I'm just doing the world a favor, we're all better off
Pre-Christian gnostic, teflon don at BlackRock
Cormac McCarthy, I'm a Child of God
Not to get off-topic, I got nauseous operating the panopticon
Light-speed Nabokov, Sartre in a fever dream
The human family black sheep, you're just a product of your regime
Only justifiable through Olympic-level mental leaps
Logarithmic paradox of excuses, one by one silent execution
Squeeze the pimple of its juices
One for you, the rest for your entire institution
Puritan prudence, sordid scenes
I might livestream your screams
Comically grotesque, you will not be missed
Cleanse the land of your entire essence
Like Hester said, "some maximize they usefulness dead"
Spiked boot on the neck, carve a vigil in the forehead
Lord Balfour brought white death like tuberculosis
Candlelight vigil explosive wick vanish
Ima make sure it's slow and savor every second of your anguish
Drink it in, ahh, refreshing, your death rattle my medicine
Bathe in your demise hitting all the right crevices
Revolution short-sighted, piercing through soul fabric
Pleading for mercy? Don't make me laugh
