FILE DATE: July 09, 2025 | STATUS: LOGGED
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Source Link: Watch on YouTube Channel: Teddy Divine
Description
We marched, we shouted, we showed the rot But every word just fed the plot He lives in pixels, thrives on flame Even hate… still gives him fame
He drinks our rage like wine He basks in every sign It’s not the fight that fuels the fraud — It’s being seen as something god
So we glitterbomb the supply lines Drop silence like a holy strike No more clips, no more screens Just the void where he can’t scream We glitterbomb the supply lines Starve the stream, cut the feed And watch him shrink into the seed
No replies, no roasts, no rage We wipe his name off every page He howls, ignored — a king uncrowned A god that falls without a sound
We took his spotlight, snapped the lens And left him raving to fake friends
We glitterbomb the supply lines No encore, no response His power fades with every breath Of silence — glorious, soft as death
Let him shout. Let him beg. Let him lie. We won’t look. We won’t care. We don’t supply.
He feeds on noise… So we serve him none.
We glitterbomb the supply lines With silence, sharp and clean He won’t decay with fanfare He’ll fade where no one’s seen
One by one, we log off. One by one, he dies.