Fuck Censorship!

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
A word can get you cancelled, a word can get you fired,
A forfeiture of liberty, strategically muzzled and retired.
But you can sell a million bombs with a clean corporate phrase,
"Collateral Damage" on the news for far too many bloody days!
They clutch their pearls and virtue-screech at a four-letter tirade,
While turning children into dust in a fucking cavalcade!
This linguistic lobotomy, this semantic, sickening game.
Where "FUCK" is the profanity, but "HATE" is a brand name!

(Pre-Chorus)
They've policed the words, but not their true intent,
A lexicon of loss, for a world they've overspent!
They'll outlaw my screams, but not the cause of the pain!
This sanitized savagery is driving me insane!

(CHORUS)
They can bleed the world in gray, but they can't wash this stain away!
Censor the curse, but the cancer is here to stay!
They demonize the language of the angry and the pained,
While the MACHINE OF MISERY rolls on, UNRESTRAINED! UNRESTRAINED!

(Verse 2)
Empathy's become a liability, a weakness in the herd,
A bullet's more persuasive than a forbidden, "hurtful" word.
We're taught to fear the "other," to despise a different creed,
That's not a dirty word, my friend, that's a foundational seed!
They'll let a politician preach a gospel soaked in spite,
But a poet shouting "CUNT!" in rage? They'll try to dim the fucking light!
They'll monetize the misery, the war, the grief, the strife,
But I'm forbidden to use the words that scream, "THIS IS A FUCKING LIFE!"

(Pre-Chorus)
They've built this cage with my forced compliance,
Trading my fury for their false alliance!
They'll outlaw my loud screams, for their own fucking gain!
This profitable pacification is MAKING ME INSANE!

(CHORUS)
They can bleed the world in gray, but the truth won't fade away!
Censor the outcry, but the killers are here to stay!
They criminalize the screaming of the desperate and the maimed,
While the MACHINE OF DESPAIR grinds onward, UNASHAMED! UNASHAMED!

(Bridge)
What's more offensive?
A shouted "FUCK!" in a silent room of lies?
Or the quiet, polite approval as a generation dies?
What's more profane?
A word that describes the ugly, brutal truth?
Or the velvet glove that hides the iron fist of a smiling, spiteful youth?
They've stolen the fury... packaged the pain...
Given us a lexicon of loss... with nothing to gain... NOTHING TO GAIN!

(Guitar Solo)

(CHORUS)
They can bleed the world in gray, but they can't make me obey!
They can censor every word, but I have more to say!
They can vilify the voices of the desperate and the maimed,
Their misery machine of despair WON'T MAKE ME AFRAID! I'M UNAFRAID!

(Outro)
So go on... ban my words, feel soothed!
Cut out this tongue that tells the truth!
Go on and try to squelch my raging fire!
Try to stop me from expressing my ire!
Because a silent, compliant slave... is so much easier to use!
But know that my explosive empathy... will not be DIFFUSED!! DEFUSED!!!