To the Gallows - Otep

This is a song for the heretics

To resist the dictatorship

Come on!

While you’re checking your timelines

I’m on the front lines

Commanding the dissidents

Subverting the paradigm

They used to shoot fascists

Like rabbits in baskets

Now the White House

Is infected with madness

So the battle goes

So we can overthrow

And so the battle goes

Come on!

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

Does your necktie

Feel like a noose

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

We’ll walk you to the gallows

You can choke on the truth

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

Does your necktie

Feel like a noose

This is a song for the heretics

To resist the dictatorship

Come on!

He’s just a morally corrupt

Demagogue

Who’s in lust with his daughter

So he pays porn stars

To dress like her

But beware

You can piss in his mouth

You can piss anywhere but

«Watch my hair»

So the battle goes

So we can overthrow

And so the battle goes

Come on!

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

Does your necktie

Feel like a noose

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

We’ll walk you to the gallows

You can choke on the truth

Blood on your hands

Blood on your suit

Does your necktie

Feel like a noose

Traitor!

Does your necktie

Feel like a noose

I told everyone but they wouldn’t listen

Now there’s orange fingerprints upon the ignition

On the verge of World War 3 and you pretend it isn’t

I tried to warn y’all but you wouldn’t listen

Now he’s inciting riots with nazi terrorism

But we ain’t afraid of his evangelism

The Kult of 45 is mentally deficient

Together we will send them back to perdition

Together we will send them back to perdition

(To the gallows)

You’ve mistaken the ravens

For heavenly angels

They’ve come to pick your bones

As you swing from the gallows

(To the gallows)

It’s time to pick a side

Who controls your mind?

Who controls you?

Who controls you?

Who controls you?

Who controls you?