Raped from their land. White lies shot through the veins of the oppressed. Their eyes sewn shut as you form them into your machines for profit. Their blood soaked families suffer for your industrialized greed.
Believe it or not. The notes are trying to talk to me. I've got to applaud such valiant efforts. It's not always the party that it seems to be. . It can be a complete debacle.
Taste this blood that has pooled around me. The last of me. The eyes of the righteous search my lifeless form. Expecting to witness a change. To fit this society, to engage in acts of the majority.
So I'm sorry. As two hands open doors. Something serene. To steal my life away. . Climbing on the way up. Sizing up the competition. Waiting for the right time.
Memories of you fade from my mind. Disappear as I close my eyes. Wishing I could shed a tear, but I feel nothing. Words so meaningless. Hindsight has led me astray once again.
Let's Have a War. . There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many [x2]. There's so many of us. There's so many of us. There's so many.
Always a spectacle it's a public show. Unimpressed so it's time that I let you go. Reputations from these antics. I may not be pure but I'm not all that toxic.
In the darkest moments live the shadows of the free.. Here come the age-old warnings again,. there's rust on every link of the chain,. and tonight the stars show us nothing that those unformed hands have deranged..
Raging crowds of gunpoint stares in Palestine,. where twelve year old hands throw capital offenses.. Blistering is the abrasion of land.. Sickening I this faceless division..
We all have things to hide. We know what has been tried. The hard part that we find. Is putting pen to paper. . I know I should expose. Everything that's inside.
Sitting alone again,. Where I've been.. I know I can't stand alone,. Without you here.. . Every time I feel estranged,. Every time I feel you;. Alone here waiting..
They spin in the sky their web of wires.. They launch their toys to be the new towers.. They send their children to scorch their brothers,. and all is done by the fortunate sons as they unleash the gos of war..
I said, let's go, move 'em out. Whole world's waitin, andiamo. I swear to God, last night. Heard a beckon at my window. . Sayin', "Goodbye Bedford, fat man, so long.
My sister come look quickly. I can't believe my eyes. All through this burning city. The naked spirits fly. . Say hello, say goodbye and walk on by. .
She sits and watches as the fires light the night.. She faces darkness in her last remaining times,. asking herself what the carcasses are up to.. After a hundred years, they're still doing better than the widow of war..
Mothers nursing orphans. Retreating through the beams. I think that you exist but do you really?. . Electric correspondence. You cannot pay the rent. With hand me down appendages for chemical enslavement.
These people here. They look like rain. It's like their spirit went. Down the drain. . But you walk right in. You take the cake. You rise above it. Like a dream.
I've boarded up the windows. To keep the morning from intrusion. I've left it on the doorknob. Could you please just not disturb. . Days like this we find it so hard.
Listen to the piercing cacophony that falls from your tongue,. to your own beating heart in the bedlam and hum,. to the bellicose turmoil in the breaths of the young..