Paroles de Collector Of Taxes And Souls

You said you would give Your children the truth Instead all you spread Is vicious manipulation When I say you are the Epitome of everything despicable I mean it! You are the perfect one to Embody a broken reality That has failed us all How can you speak in my name If you know me not? All of the ways you try collect The pieces of me Yet I am none of that you fool! Can't you see that your broken Stories and territories Cannot grab me? My body is free My mind is mine I am here I reclaim My rights! My mind is free My body is mine I am here thus I reclaim What's mine! How can you speak in my name If you know me not? If the way You try collect the pieces of me Yet I am none of that you fool! Can't you see that your broken Stories and territories Cannot grab me? My mind is free My body is mine I am here & I reclaim My rights! My mind is free My body is mine I am here thus I reclaim My rights! (And while you laugh Here I dig your grave My offering to the Soil That she may finish you!)