Dragonfruit by Blister Unit 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 piece 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