Propagate Lyrics

I am disheartened by brothers taking advantage of sisters

I am disheartened by sky-fathers who leave faith bruised, and blistered

I bother not with taking risks for the sake of capital

When I blow you a kiss, you eviscerate me like an animal

Wake up

I bow not to kings who care only for frivolous things

And close their eyes to suffering, and unsustainability

I'd rather not educate, if my words are used to propagate a system that's dead

So, tie my hands, and cut off my head

Wake up

No bees to sting, the kids in the choir won't sing

They're watching a blood-stained TV

We never stop running

A muscle car drives away from a baby who cries

Because, it fights to stay alive

Who's gonna stop the constant running