Dedicated to Dear Deep State:

Dethharmonic by Dethklok:

I want to keep my money

And give away absolutely nothing

To the government

Who moderates my spending and obilterates it

Depending on the time of the year

Brutality is near

In the form of income tax

I'd rather take a fucking axe to your face

Blow up your place

With you all in it

I'd do it in a minute

If I could write off your murder

I'd save all of my receipts

Because I'd rather you be dead

Than lose a tiny shred of what I made this fiscal year

I'd rather you be dead

Than ponder parting with my second home

I'd rather you be dead

Than consider not opening a restaurant

I'd rather you be dead

I'd rather you be dead

Prepare the laser beam

We're gonna use it tonight

Engage the laser beam

It's gonna end your life

We're gonna use it tonight

If I could write off your murder

I'd save all of my receipts

Because I'd rather you be dead

Than lose a tiny shred of what I made this fiscal year

I'd rather you be dead

Than ponder parting with my second home

I'd rather you be dead

Than consider not opening a restaurant

I'd rather you be dead

I'd rather you be dead

Be dead now

Be dead now

Be dead now

Be dead

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>'” The lantern signal—“such a clever, practical little device”—shows that the battles that followed, though explosive, were hardly unanticipated, or even unwelcome

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