There Will Be A Culling Lyrics

Stratta finding forms in the doubt

Rainstorm building foam at my mouth

I've been squeezing energy down

How long until I let myself out?

Now!

Creatures in the fading light

Brooding people, no, it's time

Brake

Not a second too late

Break

Not a second too late

Wait

All my patience is welled up with agency

So I'm moving

Not a second too late

Break

Not a second too late

Wait

All my patience is welled up with agency

So I'm moving

On now

Out scream the rats

Plastered a wanted poster

Of my old perpetrator

Rotting in town hall meetings

Cork-board of injustice bleeding

Listen to them

Listen to the rats

Walking in groups of five

I made it out alive

Take one step at a time

What are your values?

Do they match up with who you want to be?

What about your loved ones, do they see?

Do they see?

I want to believe

In that honest image of me

I know my values

I hold them close

I value being free

I value safety

I value self-compassion

This is my integrity

Integrity

Integral identity

Kissing the ring

Bowing to the crown

There is nothing

Of you in the gesture

Snakes in the pasture

Bites on the ankles

Ticks in the meadows

Kill them with fire

Kill them with

Fire

Kill them with fire

Kissing the ring

Bowing to the crown

There is nothing

Of you in the gesture, oh

Balance to all your disease

A natural progression we're building an immunity

Balast is cast to the sea

We will be free not another greedy casualty

Balance to all your disease

Listen to me I believe in a way a vaccine

You build invisible pleas

Playing the victim while poisoning me

We all know that things might not be better now

Who will you be when the truth comes out

All these politics you have been peddling

Who are you

Who are you to dictate anything?

Anything now