dream your vicious dream, america. don’t let our picket lines disturb your picket fences. walk on, wayward manifest — your destiny awaits. meanwhile, we’ll be here, like the dirt beneath your feet.
dream your vicious dream, america. don’t let our picket lines disturb your picket fences. walk on, wayward manifest — your destiny awaits. meanwhile, we’ll be here, like the dirt beneath your feet.
The Revolutionist 