Charlatan - God Mother

Wrapped yourself in medals and regalia you have not earned

In the name of the people you do not even represent

Closed eyes glimmer

A nations nostalgia

You suffer in patriotic myth

The blood, the vomit, the toil and the tears

The confused panic

Instead of answering

You are nothing but a charlatan

With claws, with your toothless mouth

You suck out your own blood and replace it with bile

A force with no face, a system without centre

Written in blood and the people they cheer

You could see it all so clear and true

If you would just open up your porcine eyes and fucking look

You suck out your own blood and replace it with bile