brittle and fickle a clique that's divided
through nerves of a racist chief snapped into line
and a sentance deserving imposing and breaking
I'll Stand To Die

impaled soul imprisoning death
radically prising the scalp
and I said fight with painted sleeve
facial scar's a warrior mark
proof of kill and ancient art

Invade and conquer and crush the misunderstood
history has not changed the pride of how things are done
cancerous tumor weapon the disease

brittle and fickle
impaled soul
disgruntled down and a funkified dunce king

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