Dan Bull - Dishonoured lyrics

The empire's got a new boss
Delilah Copperspoon
What a loon, not human, too posh
Her city's a machine and I'm a loose cog
I'm popping out the wall like a cuckoo clock
To move across rooftops in two hops
I'm mute but if I need to
I'll blow the roof off and kudos to you lot
That do what you've got to do
To follow through and shoot a true shot
When a bolt from the blue shocks you
I'm going to watch to determine
Who's true and who's not
The world's bursting with
Vermin and parasites
Who surface disturbing this
Permanent paradise
Cannibalising it'self then metabolising
The toxins
And we're shocked when it's paralysed
I know violence is glamorised


So I have analysed
And agonised on every dying man I've sliced

Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours all aboard
Pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours

There's smoke and dust choking us
I hope it won't combust
It's coating the mechanism of
Oppression's spokes with rust
There's only so much that we'll
Let our load be pushed
To the Overseers who oversee us
I show disgust
How come they get the loaf while
We beg below for crusts?
I don't trust 'em just as far
As I could throw the fucks
And when stones are chucked, bones are bust
Wounds are opened up
Resistance and revolt's a must
We're going for broke or bust
Fed up of hanging 'round shanty
Towns in hand-me downs
I'm tracking down your family if you
Don't hand me the crown
Today's the day that I will
Finally find the fire inside
To come and claim what's rightfully mine
I'm tripping the kingdom and crying
For children, men and women to rise
Your tyranny's rivers are dry, my
This is a riveting sight
In the blink of an eye, you're gonna die
So think of your imminent plight
Give it a try i decline to give up the fight
'til the end of my life

Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours all aboard
Pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours

I'm going in i'm of the inclination to
Instigate an insubordination
This is an incantation, an invocation
Invitation to an investigation
I'll infiltrate
Interpret and inseminate insider information
Incite intimidation in interrogation
To get an
Indication of the indignatious indoctrination
Inundated in her nation of integration
Immigration, indiscrimination, interrelation
And inflammation in inhabitation
Under industrialization
Innocuous inoculation against an infestation
Insinuation? Incrimination
Implication? Incarceration
It's an illustration of
The inculcated inconsideration
Incubated in us since her installation
The inauguration initiated intensification of
Inebriation imitating inspiration
Intoxication impersonates invigoration
Instrumental in inhibiting imagination
Innovation replaced with irritation
Infatuation with infuriation
Illumination with immolation
Incineration and inhalation of
The vapour's incapacitation
I'm impudent indemnification's
Insolent incarnation
Your argument just is invalidation

Take back what's yours
Walk through floors, walls and locked doors
Take back what's yours
'Til warm water pours from all your pores
Take back what's yours all aboard
Pull the oars 'til we storm all your shores
Take back what's yours
'Til your foes crawl gory floors on all fours