Ebola Virus - What They Praise lyrics

[Intro: Ebola Virus] What they always told me is righteous and correct And what they've always beautified and told me to respect I spit on And i curse And i say 'f** everything that they praise.' [Verse One: Ebola Virus] As a sapling I was lessoned to behold with reverence and awe The pretensions and conventions of the cross I was taught to respect the weapon of the law And regard as truth the lessons that were taught But as I grew a bitter discontent within me grew A striking and inveterate discontent within me brewed It was sovereign contempt for what they spewed For I knew that I should not regard it as the truth And it rose And I chose to expose my disrespect and my scorn For the crown of sacredness that adorns The ideologies and predilections they adore; Their emblems and their romantic versions of our fore-fathers' bloody excursions of yore; Their norms; Their mores Founded on the ancient fears of yore So I said fu*k THE LORD And f** the biblical encyclicals that men have used to wage their f**ing wars And I was like many of you – branded A miscreant and a mischievous deviant and sorely reprimanded And though I've paid for my defection from convention to this day, I say f** the principles they praise [Hook] What they praise And what they preach What they've made And what they teach I view with rage and see as deceit I denounce their religion and their system of beliefs [Verse Two: Ebola Virus] The process of socialization and a**imilation They look upon with reverence and dedication The conception and indoctrination of the next generation They find to be cause for joyous celebration But I view their pillars and foundations With a bitter and disgruntled contempt and boiling hatred Their institutions and their congregations They uphold as professors of truth for the shapeless youth to have faith in But I view their institutions and their congregations As a vile imputation and a source of my consternation and depression Society is made up of contracts between individuals motivated by selfish intentions And the lessons of the school masters to me are fodder Training little girls and boys who will grow to be mothers and fathers Who will impute their views on the next And for this chain of propagation I possess a poisonous contempt The unfolding of the human story To me is bleak and painful but to them is a picture of magnificent glory They cling to their pride and they cling to their ideas of their gods in the sky Their confederations I despise [Hook] [Verse Three: Ebola Virus] By “they” I mean the teachers of the learning institutions; The disciplinarians who manage the task of disciplining pupa By “they” I mean the elders who cling with inveterate prejudice to the ways of yesterday And who expect that you and I do the same; Those who salute the self-righteous slaughter of their forefathers' crusades I mean the appointed authorities who preside over the majority and who decide what's appropriate; The politicians – the appointed leaders of society; The masters of propriety I mean the arm of law that enforces the scriptures and doctrines Of a world that I find in my heart to be rotten I mean your neighbors I mean those waiting for a f**ing savior The mother modeling her offspring's behavior I mean your government, celebrities, secular humanists, gasuous average joe, the status quo Parents, peers, “them” I mean the vast majority of humans that I've ever met And what they praise, and what they preach And what they've made, and what they teach I refuse and rebut and refute and renounce and denounce and repudiate Every f**ing thing that they praise