Man stands in front a DJ, telling him that his beats are so well preserved, his beats are so legacy that his Nanna pickled them in mason jars.
A seemingly delusional man claiming he is the future all-knowing, all-seeing God King ruler is out canvassing the neighbourhood on this fine day. He’s just stopped by to secure your support in his ascension to reign over all life on this plane of existence, you know during the violent purging of our weak and impure, when these end-times come.
You skin sack of privilege, you’ll never know regret because you’ll never face a choice below the value of your name.
Written, produced and performed by Benjamin Dickerson.
“Our Own Cinematic World” & “Our Own Cinematic Universe” vocals performed by Amanda Walther.