Acting in Gouged Faith

Who am I to not concoct who we are With a classifying screw or two Who am I to not concoct who we are Whitewashed, tamper-proof Flaming torch to your face Flaming torch Flaming torch to your face I won't take this lying down Color draining stupor in the here, not just now I won't take this lying down, lying down Tooth and nail for a selfdom, unfathomed yet espoused Brute virtue in a spitting feign Brute virtue Brute virtue in a spitting feign Not lacking irony I'm aping you Our pernicious strands of goodness Really fuse Our pernicious strands of goodness really fuse Flaming torch Brute virtue in a spitting feign Flaming torch Brute virtue in a spitting feign I'm insulating you New-for-old theocentric opaque spew New-for-old theocentric opaque spew Flaming torch Brute virtue in a spitting feign Flaming torch Brute virtue in a spitting feign In gouged faith In gouged In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith In gouged faith Die The one evolving oneness Disarmed of power plays Things are insurmountable When acting in In gouged faith, in gouged faith