Let the word go forth, that on this Day of Our Lucifer, January 13, 2023, I, Ana Sian (or Ana Siam, if you prefer) have just created a new literary sub-sub-sub-genre …
… Musical Gonzo Journalism!
[Hold for applause]
Satan’s Freedom of Speech
What do the godly teach
That you have freedom of speech
But they take it away
If you don’t say what they say
Tell them to suck your dick
Count up the hypocrits
Their laws do you wrong
When they cut out your tongue
Freedom of speech
Must be satanic
Liberty’s leech
Creates a panic
Say what’s on your mind
And you’re doin’ hard time
It can’t be free poetry
If it don’t rhyme
One four-letter word
And anger is stirred
Say only what’s pretty
When they cry, feign pity
Their words are holy
Comprise the entire story
Whatever you think to say
Will only storm a sunny day
If you’ve got nothing good to say
You won’t live to the end of the day
Freedom of expression
Becomes a storm of aggression
Talk yourself onto their list
Branded as a terrorist
Since they make the laws
There surely are no flaws
Every soft pussy comes with claws
Freedom of speech
Is the freedom to love Satan
The preacher’s leech
Holy blood fuels the hatin’
To say you love evil
And hate the good
Defy the norm
And write in blood!
[I hold all copyrights to the above words, and if you can think of a bouncy beat to go with it, let’s talk, after contracts are signed in full and notarized. Thank you, and have a Satanic day!]
