Art far away

White man's burden

Art far away
Help us! They are screaming on the top of their lungs
Oh Captain, why are these burdens placed upon us?

Whip them!
Whip them for fucks sake!
You know there is no other way to make them behave

I will fucking make you believe!
Go mark them with your living
And go mark them with your dead
Tears are dried by fear, and hearts are weaken by despair
Break their fucking backs and step on their pride
To put it plain seek another's profit and work another's gain

Whip them! Whip them for fucks sake!
You know there is no other way to make them behave
Whip them! Whip them for fucks sake!
Reinforce the deception that it is they who are depraved

Take up The White Mans Burden, for it weighs heavily on their shoulders
Take up The White Mans Burden, for they have come so far
Take up The White Mans Burden, it's been far too long
Take up The White Mans Burden, the end will justify the means

You're such a fucking coward

Take that shotgun and put it in your mouth
You know in the end it all goes south

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