I do not own the rights to the music played on this track.<br /><br />Lyrics:<br /><br />Chorus<br />Fuck a gimmick, I'm spittin' to the limit, I'm in it to win it<br />take ya timid leiutenants and, bitch, go get some new tenants<br />a menace, the pen is mightier than the sword so a sentence<br />like "FUCK THE PRESIDENT." could have me underwater like Venice<br /><br />Colder than a winter shadow, moonless night strikes like an arrow<br />left in remnants of entero-DNA of the pharaohs<br />cloning bits of genome, reborn together in banks<br />laboratory horror-stories suspended living in tanks<br />traits long withered and dead from the human family tree<br />brought to life with processes, recombinant successfully<br />American neo-Nazi scientists study genetics of the Nephilim<br />in attempt to clone or crossbreed themselves with them<br />that's what the human genome project is really about<br />combining genes of ancient beings with our own to make em sprout<br />got us wavin' flags like our countries the best<br />and if I join to kill freedom like all the rest<br />buried with a medal on my chest, a pawn even in death<br />yet we're to believe a couple of Gs a month is sufficient<br />children without supervision are the victims of precision<br />pre-conditioned ambitious visions of materialism<br /><br />Chorus x2<br /><br />Bridge<br />The truth is so much bigger than us, x2 truth is Stranger than Fiction<br />The truth is so much bigger than us, x2 man, I'm wishin' you'd listen<br /><br />The very definition of a militant microphone magi<br />no lie, can stand against reality when the two are due to collide<br />and then there's vaccines, chemtrails, eugenic stem cells<br />sterility facilities set up in all of them jails<br />Brzezinski with Obama, is like Bush with Karl Rove<br />roots from the CFR to Bohemian Grove<br />burnin' fraternities, Skull and Bones, Porcelain Club<br />the iron fist sheathed beneath the U.N.'s velvet glove<br />in love with the imaginary world that they show you on the tele<br />I'll never buy what they wanna sell me, tryin' to tell me<br />that I need to be a slave in an open air prison, planetary system<br />to forever instill control through fear and division<br />for no snakes or fakes will collaborate, just fade to hate<br />anyone standin' upright, like vampires to light, they hiss at the sight<br /> for what is fire to night, but an antithetical force<br />and why do you pay property taxes if the land's already yours?<br />the answer is quite simple, it's not<br />now can you spot the plot? <br />it doesn't really matter how much money you've got<br />because the feds feel entitled to whatever they want<br />but just like Pete Wichert, a man like me could never give in<br />so listen, when I'm tellin' you that Truth is Stranger Than Fiction<br /><br />lyrics written and performed by Seth Davis<br />...<br /><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLYJQyYPi-0" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLYJQyYPi-0</a>