An Ancient Curse in the Modern Tradition Songtext

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An Ancient Curse in the Modern Tradition Songtext
Iphigenia

Is dying for Troy;

Hands over mouth,

Wishing she was a boy.

And she'd curse you,
If she

Could curse you.



Heliocentrists

Write heretical texts;

Locking them up

Is what you think is best.

But they'd curse you,

If they

Could curse you.


Screw you,

You, with your biased view.

What do

I have to say to you

To break through

What's untrue?

[Untrue.]



Paradigm cracking

Of codes during war

Didn't save Turing

From violence

As cure.

And I'll curse you.

For him,

I curse you.



You're writing the workflow

That lands me in Hell

Forbidding the questions

That could crush

Your cartel.

I curse you.



Reject

That which is valueless.

What do

I have to say to you

To break through

What's untrue?

A clearer mind;

History finds

You're the killing kind.
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