New World Fodder - normal

New World Fodder - normal 歌词

歌曲 New World Fodder - normal
歌手 The Unseen
专辑 Lower Class Crucifixion
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作曲 : Scott, Unseen
When you're lying on your back under the foot of brutality and gagging on the stockpile of junk left by past generations and apathetic mentality you can't help feel like you got the short end of the stick when will we ever walk without a crutch and live to exist and finally put away our fists be a thief or a pauper, the choice is up to you if the cause is sincere we're already halfway through
Thieve back! what they've stolen from you
Give back! the shit they've given to you
Attack! confront the problems they make
Don't react! cause we're lost if we wait
Cold war?
No war? it's all the ****ing same
It's done a little bit quieter so no one will complain their structure has nothing to do with matter, time and space so to live within a system is such a ****ing waste
If you look inside yourself, at everything that's real you see systems are two dimentional, they soon lose their appeal
Systems are incorperal they don't really exist
They're unnatural constructions that are natural to resist!
Thieve back! what they've stolen from you
Give back! the shit they've given to you
Let's fight! let's fight with our hearts
Unite! we shoudln't be apart
It's up to us, anarchists belive in a higher order and a non-coercive way of life.
To litter our over crowded decaying cities with our literature to heckel and drown out the speeches of corrupt leaders that come to our towns and spew forth their wretched de-evolutionary bullshit.
And hold demonstrations, as small as they may be, to let the state know we're still here in 1996 and we're not going to sit back and watch them destroy what little we have left to grasp onto.
LET THEM K
NOW WE'RE
HERE! Some nights
I dream of mutilated politicians on poles headless officers of the almighty law bloated bankers choking on money the hungry feeding off pigs' corpses the wonderful smell of racist's rotten flesh on fire
OPPRESSORS
BE WARNED:
ALL DREAMS
COME TRUE
SOMEDAY
zuo qu : Scott, Unseen
When you' re lying on your back under the foot of brutality and gagging on the stockpile of junk left by past generations and apathetic mentality you can' t help feel like you got the short end of the stick when will we ever walk without a crutch and live to exist and finally put away our fists be a thief or a pauper, the choice is up to you if the cause is sincere we' re already halfway through
Thieve back! what they' ve stolen from you
Give back! the shit they' ve given to you
Attack! confront the problems they make
Don' t react! cause we' re lost if we wait
Cold war?
No war? it' s all the ing same
It' s done a little bit quieter so no one will complain their structure has nothing to do with matter, time and space so to live within a system is such a ing waste
If you look inside yourself, at everything that' s real you see systems are two dimentional, they soon lose their appeal
Systems are incorperal they don' t really exist
They' re unnatural constructions that are natural to resist!
Thieve back! what they' ve stolen from you
Give back! the shit they' ve given to you
Let' s fight! let' s fight with our hearts
Unite! we shoudln' t be apart
It' s up to us, anarchists belive in a higher order and a noncoercive way of life.
To litter our over crowded decaying cities with our literature to heckel and drown out the speeches of corrupt leaders that come to our towns and spew forth their wretched deevolutionary bullshit.
And hold demonstrations, as small as they may be, to let the state know we' re still here in 1996 and we' re not going to sit back and watch them destroy what little we have left to grasp onto.
LET THEM K
NOW WE' RE
HERE! Some nights
I dream of mutilated politicians on poles headless officers of the almighty law bloated bankers choking on money the hungry feeding off pigs' corpses the wonderful smell of racist' s rotten flesh on fire
OPPRESSORS
BE WARNED:
ALL DREAMS
COME TRUE
SOMEDAY
zuò qǔ : Scott, Unseen
When you' re lying on your back under the foot of brutality and gagging on the stockpile of junk left by past generations and apathetic mentality you can' t help feel like you got the short end of the stick when will we ever walk without a crutch and live to exist and finally put away our fists be a thief or a pauper, the choice is up to you if the cause is sincere we' re already halfway through
Thieve back! what they' ve stolen from you
Give back! the shit they' ve given to you
Attack! confront the problems they make
Don' t react! cause we' re lost if we wait
Cold war?
No war? it' s all the ing same
It' s done a little bit quieter so no one will complain their structure has nothing to do with matter, time and space so to live within a system is such a ing waste
If you look inside yourself, at everything that' s real you see systems are two dimentional, they soon lose their appeal
Systems are incorperal they don' t really exist
They' re unnatural constructions that are natural to resist!
Thieve back! what they' ve stolen from you
Give back! the shit they' ve given to you
Let' s fight! let' s fight with our hearts
Unite! we shoudln' t be apart
It' s up to us, anarchists belive in a higher order and a noncoercive way of life.
To litter our over crowded decaying cities with our literature to heckel and drown out the speeches of corrupt leaders that come to our towns and spew forth their wretched deevolutionary bullshit.
And hold demonstrations, as small as they may be, to let the state know we' re still here in 1996 and we' re not going to sit back and watch them destroy what little we have left to grasp onto.
LET THEM K
NOW WE' RE
HERE! Some nights
I dream of mutilated politicians on poles headless officers of the almighty law bloated bankers choking on money the hungry feeding off pigs' corpses the wonderful smell of racist' s rotten flesh on fire
OPPRESSORS
BE WARNED:
ALL DREAMS
COME TRUE
SOMEDAY
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