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letra de lempira (or, the lencan crusade) - cime (us)

[verse 1]
the age is electric
the musk of renewed hope persists
the overture gives way to a fugue unchallenged and perfectly symmetrical by design
everything after all is in its right place, the candle-lit composition of five centuries of political architects

[verse 2]
we stand in amazement at the spectacle
today is the day we witness the miracle of rebirth, thе return of the unjustly exеcuted hero
lempira, leader of the lenca indians, who so valiantly defended his land from spanish intrusion
the story goes that he was ambushed under false pretenses after the spanish lured him under the guise of negotiating for peace
some revisionists say that wasn’t what happened but i won’t listen
i know it was
he emerges from the awful machine
dead frog and guava fills the air
it’s intoxicating

[verse 3]
the whole room harmoniously shrieks their apoplectic apologies
he wants to go to russia
perfect
his haplogroup shows he’s of russian blood, supposedly native
we all nod
it’s the best way to atone for our sins
but a chieftain without soldiers is an empty and hollow man
they round up hundreds of illegal aliens from the border prisons and conscript them into a provisional militia
the new lencas
and they send them off, armed to the t–th, reeking of sh-t
[chorus]
death sells cause it’s s-xy
murdering builds up a national myth
arm our people’s k!llers
and sing our names for the fun of it

[chorus]
death sells cause it’s s-xy
murdering builds up a national myth
arm our people’s k!llers
and sing our names for the fun of it

[chorus]
the smell of death sells cause it’s s-xy
retributive murder for national myth
you arm all the k!llers of all of our people
and sing out our names for the fun of it

[chorus]
the smell of war makes me f-cking h-rny
vindictive murder for national myth
you arm all the k!llers of all of our people
and p-ss on our graves for the fun of it

[verse 4]
who gives a f-ck about a russian
look at ukraine they deserve what they get
go on and conquer what you once lost
intersectional violence for national myth
[verse 5]
this fight is for land?
this fight is for unity?
our fight is not one in which we struggle with modernity?
k!ll the weeds as they spring up?
each and every one?
(each and every one!)

[verse 6]
once so stupid they fought the wrong side
now they’re empowered through genocide
once so stupid they believed white lies
now they’re empowered to colonize

[instrumental]

[verse 7]
and so they k!lled them
they k!lled millions of russians with the misfortune of being born with their blood running red
and we watched, and we cheered, at the colonial project’s success
with the delight of having witnessed a child scr-pe their knee

[verse 8]
these migrants conscripted into our colonial expedition were capable of anything, no matter how grotesque
aversions never lasted too long, and they weren’t in a position to protest—obviously
but lempira, well, he was the most eager of all
it certainly surprised me due to my preconceptions of his nature, but i think i must have just felt bad for him
he’s still a king after all
if you show him an end, he’ll do everything within his power to force it out of the means
his only mistake after all this time was thinking we were sitting at the same bargaining table
isn’t it interesting how that happens?

- cime us

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