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Amnesty and the Irrational

by American Thought Criminal

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Hey, excuse me, Don't you think you fooled me, I remember everything you said You tried to use me, Thought you could abuse me, Now you think you'll get me to forget Booted me, muted me, Looted me, uprooted me, I remember everything you did Howdya act so cruel to me, Attack so brutally, And think I ever could forgive? No! The answer is no! No! Hell no, My answer's still no You lost all my trust When you auctioned off your soul Case closed, I'll always say no, No repentance for the unforgivable And it's so cold, How you made us miserable But we still never broke And we clawed back what you stole I suppose You might have some remorse But I've been burned before So I'll never let it go No! The answer is no! For the nursing home victims, Traumatized children, And advocates of freedom Rotting in your prisons, Stomping on protesters, Dragging off the pastors, Heart attacks in high schoolers And babies full of tumors, Cancer patients Dead from lack of treatment Shut down businesses and Suffocating infants Nurses making double time Dancing in a conga line Addicts dead of suicide And hospitalized homicide Won't get no amnesty, no amnesty from me (ad infinitum)
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You trust a broken machine To fix a broken machine Then you wonder why you're ruled by a broken machine You’re ruled by the mob Overruled by the bots Or by a pack of morons Who don’t give you any thought Did you really, did you really Think they wouldn't do the whole damn thing again? Did you really, did you really Think they wouldn't pull the same old rotten scam? You don't have a choice, You don't have a voice, You won’t have no freedom if you're making any noise But without a voice, We don't have a choice If we want our freedom Than we better make some noise 3 am they're pulling out ballots in boxes…. They cover up the count with pizza boxes Red to blue, Blue blood to red Diaper babies with an empty head Stand beside ‘em As you stand in line But you won’t get counted ‘Til you fall in line Did you really, did you really Think they wouldn't do the same old thing again? Did you really, did you really Think they wouldn't pull the same old rotten scam? We don’t have a say, We just take the blame, We just watch and suffer As we’re going down in flames They don’t have a name, They don’t have no shame, Treating us like pawns in a loaded game Half the voters rotten in coffin boxes…. Soap box, jury box Almost outta boxes Outta boxes (Soap box, ballot box, jury box, ammo box) From '76 to '60 on Rigged and tampered and suppression Well they took your tongue But you’ve still got guns Like ‘76 And ‘61 Do they really, do they really Think we'll never do the same old thing again? Do they really, do they really Think we'll cower to lesser pathetic men? You don't have a choice, You don't have a voice, You won’t have no freedom if you're making any noise But without a voice, We don't have a choice If we want our freedom Than we better make some noise Midnight we’re pulling out ammo boxes Soap box, jury box Almost outta boxes We’re outta boxes
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Color revolutions, Painted by the USSA, Cultural immolation, Self-directed hate and rage Penetrated cabinets, Feast upon the native lands, Coveting the planet, Crushing it in cold dead hands You might call it dystopian, but… it's such a peaceful way to go Euthanasia's good for Manitoba, Prairie lebensraum for the youth of Central Asia You can save 'em, Just let ‘em replace ya, Depopulate your nation for the good of Mother Nature Or they'll make ya! "I don't wanna take a poison jab" (You're crazy!) "I don't want my food grown in a lab" (You're bad!) "I don't think my daughter is a man" (You're sexist!) Death is made in Canada Mechanical coffins, Eco-friendly death machines, Suicide solution, From Nova Scotia to BC They say humanity's survival needs you sterilized and maimed, Doesn't need to make sense, Just needs to make you go away They might call it a healthcare plan but… it’s lethal! Euthanasia's useful in Alberta, Puppets up in Ottawa want youth from Southeast Asia Who can blame ‘em? You let ‘em replace ya, Traded out your nation for an artificial savior And they’ll break ya! "I don't wanna pop another pill" (Outrageous!) "I don't want my babies getting killed" (Too bad!) "I'm not gonna lock down for a cold" (That’s baseless!) Death is made in Canada Your sadness and anxiety, Your guilt and pain and fear, Are finally gone in the True North, Press a button and they disappear (forever) Genocidal nation, Never strong and hardly free, Standing guard for Satan, Preying on the young and weak If you protest your prime minister, He'll have you trampled in the street, If you’re a useless eater he’ll send a suicide machine The Star'll call it a conspiracy but… it’s True Though! Euthanasia's perfect for Regina, Gotta make some room for the shock troops from Red China You won't mind 'em, Just line up behind ‘em, Give 'em your possessions and go kill yourself in silence It’s a monopoly on violence! 'I don't want my kid to wear a mask" (That’s dangerous!) "I don't want a drag queen in the class" (You’re dead!) "I don’t wanna smoke a bunch of grass” (That’s racist!) Die! You're M.A.I.D. in Canada "I don't wanna start a global war" (You're lazy!) "I don't think the climate's getting warm" (You're mad!) “Don't believe in voting anymore" (That's hate speech!) Die! You're M.A.I.D. in Canada
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To Serve Man 03:39
Maybe I should eat my dog, Maybe you should eat your cat, Maybe we should feed 'em our children first, Nothing as Swift as that Cuz they say we're runnin’ outta time, I say they're runnin’ outta breath, When they say if we’re not served to each other Then one day soon there won’t be nothin’ left So maybe we should love the Bomb, Maybe we should hate ourselves, Maybe none of it is worth it, Or maybe they can go to Hell Don’t pretend you don’t know where it’s going, Don’t pretend that you don’t understand, That even though everyone’s served at the slaughter, It doesn’t mean they wanna serve man Just give me something to believe, Something credible, I wanna live in reality But I'm not giving up my humanity to you Just give me something I can see, Something relevant, I wanna keep all my sanity But I don't wanna become a casualty of truth So maybe I should eat the bugs, And maybe you should take your meds, Maybe we're all really heating up the planet, So now we gotta freeze to death Maybe we should turn against our fathers And maybe we should euthanize our moms, Maybe if you wanna vision of the future, You're either wearin’ boots or gettin’ stomped But maybe it’s all too late, Maybe it’s all our fault, Maybe if we don’t stand up to the menace They’ll crush us in the weight of the assault Don’t pretend we don’t deserve it Don’t pretend we never had a chance And if you find yourself sittin’ at the table Don’t pretend you ever served man Rage-filled, blackpilled, Sad, mad and hateful Sometimes it all seems so futile Shake up, break down, Stand up, sit down, Who's John Galt and is he real? Take a stand or take it in, No heroes but there's heroin And now they've taken all your friends Giving up and giving in, They’re going back to sleep again, Wake them up when November ends… We’ll end it! Just give me something to believe, Nothing relative, I wanna live objectively So I'm not giving up my reality to you They just want something more to sleep Calming sedative I face the world with my open eyes Cuz the nightmare isn't confined to my dreams

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released November 12, 2022

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American Thought Criminal Knoxville, Tennessee

Dissident music from a punk band that leaves the distortion to the amplifiers and not in the lyrics. Pro-human, anti-globalist rock.

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