Dragonfruit Lyrics

Governed by witches, domesticated.
A terrible sense of guilt and entitlement.
A pound of flesh for services rendered.
Serve it warm and wet and tender.
Incestuous pieces of shit.
They sold us thickness and debt wrapped in a bundle of sticks.
We compromised our position,
Helped them soak the ropes in oil,
And suckle the bones of dead fish.
Did we bring this on ourselves,
When we couldn't stop asking questions?
We stood in defiance of falsehoods and look where it got us.