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Lyrics below:

© Frederick Spartacus
Star of Babylon

Lipstick on a pig of a whore
Spit roasted on onlyfans or
Fresh lick for an Instagram click
Lib-rated and brave cuz she's thick
Seeking 'rangements with men from afar
She'd me-too if they'd met at the bar

Well I walked the line
most the time
No bluff to hide away
But now I know
Minds can change

And so do words...
words to say

Hey, I'm sorry that you've changed
Hey don't throw me in a cage, no

Rent free in your mind as she wants
Queen bee of the royalist cunts
save face to be just what she likes
a safe space for her taste of the lights
judgement's hers and so is her crown
Seven heads and ten horns all around

So drunk with blood
Forget the love
And skulls she hides away
Cuz don't you know
Girls have changed
And so do words they say

A twist to twisted points of view
All lies are just as good as you

Hey, I'm sorry that you've changed
Hey don't throw me in a cage, no

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© Frederick Spartacus
Prophet's Blood Moon

So far away
Beyond a doubt
A force to weigh
To pull what they'd rather flout
So if your mind
Can feel a wake
awake to mind
the news is there's hell to pay, yea

The hope is what they say it was
The poles will realign
The hope is what they say it was
Real outside the mind
If freedom is another word
To twist inside the frame
You're free to twist it another way
When freedom
Your freedom is..
In black sun's might's hidden away
In shadows filled with blood
The Norns weave out a fated day
A force will move the muds, yeah

Yea, you need to understand
Yeah, you need to understtttaaaand
Fate'll waive a hand
A wave'll knead the land
A wave to rock the land, yeah

The hope is what they say it was
The poles will realign
The hope is what they say it was
Real outside the mind
If freedom is another word
To twist inside the frame
They're free to twist it another way
Than tetrads
The tetrads have ordained

In Black - Sun's might hidden away
In Black - Sun's might hidden away
In Fact - it might accelerate
In fact in might accelerate
our kind...

Hello, we are Frederick Spartacus, a new band on this scene. This is one of demo tracks. If you like it, let us know. Share with your friends, maybe buy us a coffee.

Oh and sorry about ear rape.

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© Frederick Spartacus
Map on a Handkerchief

When darkness rules
and wrong is right
the demon spawn
costume the light
Set the world on fire
use their tricks
to try to turn you.

Will you follow, trust in lies?
And volunteer in genocide?
Defile a pawn child
and then serve?
Or else they'll let her

....scream

But nobody knows a thing
But nobody hears a thing
But nobody knows a thing

Haul 'em in and ship 'em off
Protected lies and albatross
Set the world on fire
Selfish mind
to aid their purview

Ice cream, pasta
lots of sauce
Recoded child
hollow caust
the price to pay
To look away
till somebody
can hear you

...scream

But nobody knows a thing
Nobody hears a thing
Nobody knows a thing

We're breaking out
We're breaking out
We're breaking out

So, scream

Cuz nobody knows a thing
Nobody knows
Nobody sees a thing
Nobody knows
Nobody knows a thing
Nobody knows a thing...

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White Boy Summer (WBS)
© Frederick Spartacus

It's a white-boy summer.
Since the late midsummer
the Double u 8 - stunner
So turn it up now
For a ban frontrunner
Cuz we got our scunners
So all you fresh young gunners..
turn it up now
Just so they know
Speech freedom
ain't the next thing
that will go! Yea!
It's a white-boy summer
So this fresh newcomer
Lets your hueless color
get some mo-rale
Networks show we're dumber
A troubled band of Mummers
But our esquires and plumbers
Can bring it all down
This useless Rome
This red-taped, gangland
Hellscape's not a home
So see the light
And think of this
When summer nights
Bring loneliness
Forgo the vice
And emo wrists
And know it's
Better to resist
Don't hate your life
For sinking ships
They cast into abyss

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The Globalist
© Frederick Spartacus

#rothschildsbankingfamily #waterloo #lusitania #milner #debeers #mineralwarsinafrica (diamonds, asbestos) #balfour #balfouragreement #operationcountenence #gaylani #goldensquarecoup #operationWilfred #operationfork #bengalfamine #mers-el-kebir #rudolfhess #mccollummemo #rainbowfiveplan #operationajax #iraqifreedom #gulfwar #bananawars #plancolumbia #afghanistan #ukraine #cia

Our song is in the wind
And a new dawn is in view
Cuz they cannot stop the sun
or the shining of the truth

Time we learned from the Rothschild's
19th century buy-out tricks
Lobby pow er in Parliament
Milner's plan to keep markets fixed

The warning tale of a deep state
Bled for markets, all hell be damned
Helped arrange a gunrunner's fate
to "embroil" Americans

Who promised Jews Palestine?
And the same to the Arab men?
Risked making a big old /mess to
Enlist both their war/ time friends?

We’ll end this Kali Yuga
And the blackout it produced
Cuz they cannot stop the sun
or the shining of the truth

Who takes Iran, gasses Iraq
starves Bengal so a war won't die
takes Iceland, mines Wilfred's surf
Yet stands for peace - and the little guy?

It's time we talk about Mers-el-Kébir
Hid from view like that flight by Hess
Mccullums plan so a bankrupt state
finds replacement with its last breath

So roll on, Colombia
For BP's Shah, fight Mosaddegh
Banana gate, Rumalia
More market's won more blood is shed

They say to stop the nationalists
"The cause of war is the nation-state”
But who loves for us to say this
And fight wars for their global state?

GLOBALISTS CONTROL OUR STATES
CONGLOMERATES CONTROL OUR STATES
IMPERIALISTS CONTROL OUR STATES
THE BORDERLESS CONTROL OUR STATES

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Dystopian Operetta
© Frederick Spartacus

Funny feeling
Got no feeling
In the moment -
Half-paralyzed
To bring home bacon
Chance is taken -
baby, blood brain
or clot inside
I hit the ceiling
Heart is beatin
But the blaze in-tensifies
They got us preachin
Preacher, keep
the border open
We'll just sit inside
And praise the day
The world began
To hate as one
The ones, The ones
The ones who think
They seal the truth
To wipe the slate
Hand ov er heart
For a mandate
No pure blood trusts
This faucist state
MSM N FDA
fast-track paths
To quick payday
as big tech bans
Clear the way
Trace the trails
insider slime suits
Fix bottom line
Fix market health
Not yours or mine
Not urs or mine