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You Are No Emperor

the only orange I want to see is the sunset on the beach

By CT IdlehousePublished 2 years ago 2 min read

DISCLAIMER: This is a purely hypothetical protest song. Please don't send black helicopters after me. I do not actually plan to do any of this.

I wish to feed you...

The muzzle of a gun.

I'll have you on your knees...

Choking on your tongue.

/

I want to lay you down...

In a ditch with your kin..

I want to watch you sleep...

Till the poison sets in.

/

The only orange I want to see...

Is the sunrise on the beach.

The only way I want your face...

Is at the edge of my blade.

/

You are no emperor...

You are no righteous king.

You are no conqueror...

You are no divinity.

You're just a little man with a big mouth.

You're just an asset filling his bank account.

You're just a fascist fucking us around.

One day you're gonna go down

You're gonna do down.

/

I want to tie you up...

And throw you in the river.

I want to dress up for you...

All black like the Reaper.

/

I want to make you dinner...

And feed you to the pigs.

I want to have your wife...

Deported with your kids.

/

The only orange I want to see...

Is the sunrise on the beach.

The only way I want your face...

Is at the edge of my blade.

/

You are no emperor...

You are no righteous king.

You are no conqueror...

You are no divinity.

You're just a little man with a big mouth.

You're just an asset filling his bank account.

You're just a fascist fucking us around.

One day you're gonna go down

You're gonna do down.

/

The only orange I want to see...

Is the sunrise of the beach.

The only way I want your face...

Is in the dirt with your disgrace.

I want you helpless...

Like your victims when you raped them.

I want you to beg...

For your worthless life with your last breath.

/

You are no emperor...

You are no righteous king.

You are no conqueror...

You are no divinity.

You're just a little man with a big mouth.

You're just an asset filling his bank account.

You're just a fascist fucking us around.

One day you're gonna go down

You're gonna do down.

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    Written by CT Idlehouse