Traitors - Misery Index

We revel in our treason, our catalyst for change

We don’t wait for answers

We laugh, seize, and live our days

Embracing our sedition

Crawling off our knees

As John Brown -patriots

Who force the world we want to see

TRAITORS!

Who you’d call a traitor

Is the son of libertad

La unica esperanza

With no master and no god

«Freedom-haters», agitators?

What would they call Thomas Paine?

Founding fathers

Praised as martyrs

Or terrorists by another name?

TRAITORS!

What you call the Nation-State

Is fiction in itself

Agreed upon illusion

Enforced by violence — ruled by wealth

This land is fucking your land

And not through them defined

By fucking flags on SUVs

Or Superbowl half-times