CALL IT TREASON IF YOU WILL (I'm a nihilistic, chaotic punk, so I don't care anyways)

"Dissent is the highest form of patriotism." - Howard Zinn

Iron crosses turned to medals with yellow ribbons, swastikas to eagles. Warmonger's propaganda,
it's entirely indifferent as long as everybody's believing all the lies that they're telling,
buying all the products that they're selling.
To feed young minds with hate, lies and prejudice, they're given a uniform,
so they can hide in this disguise,
but what they don't know
is that their mind, heart, spirit and ambition
dies on the battlefield amongst some political issue, on behalf of the greed of a ruling elite.
I'm not a servant, I won't be trained to kill,
I won't believe in these fake ideals.
I still have a working mind and a free will.
And there we are, calling to arms again,
fighting a war for no reason but one:
The hegemony of few.
A nation trapped in self-delusion, unwilling to change. Patri(di)otic you follow blind,
shun to think for yourself.
You're governed by an elitist group,
depredating, raping, killing, searching for idiots like you,
who do not demand answers nor doubt.
Who serve as tools so they maintain the power to oppress.
The bludgeon of propaganda led us to one-sided violence,
but there are ideas unsilenced.
Some call it diversity, some call it disagreement. Some call it disagreement, some call it treason. Some've got a flag and some've got a reason.