reign of regrets

you know, when the police state arrives in full force, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me. when they initiate their reign of terror, and prove themselves to be the truly demonik, bloodthirsty, powerhungry dominant cuntrollers of society, that i had warned you about, you'll be sorry you didn't listen to me. you'll suddenly hate them for killing bill hicks, and you'll hate yourself for not listening to him. for thinking he was a freak. or that i'm a freak. these freaks were trying to save you, save the world. but no one would listen. they remained patriotik, supporting their cuntry no matter what they did, and being deliberately blind to whatever was happening that people tried to protest. 'that couldn't be our government, those people are just insane, our government is the best in the world, and we can trust them completely, they wouldn't be out to destroy people unless we were taught to hate them'. whoever the government tells you to hate, you hate them, so the government has an excuse to murder them, to keep you safe. but when you're no longer safe from your own government, where will that blind patriotizm disappear to, i wonder. will your guns come in handy? will your money buy your way out of this hell? will you still be thankful that you were born here, or that you trusted the wrong people? will you still be against me. will you cower and hide. will you run. will you kill. will you change your phuking mind. will you evolve. will you discover any truth. or will your time come soon. will it find you hiding under their arm. what would you do, if your father pointed a gun at you. the father you've trusted all your life. what would you do. would you start thinking? or would you stand there and willingly die. unsure if there's anything after that. well, you waited too long, it's too late, there's nuthing you can do now. enjoy your last few moments of fear, and regret that you could've done something, but didn't listen to the warnings.