When We Stopped Asking Why
Dan Lee
A corrupt unit of control
Protect power from the poor
Another maimed and killed
Riddled with holes
From every single angle
In every single angle
A horrific death cult
Built on greed
Reach for your gun
Smoke from the barrel
blood from your empty skull
Trained to impose force on others
A killer trained to kill
A monster bred from delusion
ACAB FTP
