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Passivity
02:35
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Humanity – broken down.
We burn! We flee! We drown!
And the will to change should be a finger snap away...
And it all – it all comes down
We only move when it's us that drown
And the will to change should not be so far away.
And I can't deal with this passivity
When science carefully points out the key problems we need to solve-
Priorities need to evolve
Do we need...to evolve?
Humanity – broken down.
We burn! We fall! We drown!
And the will to change should be a finger snap away...
And I can't deal with this passivity
When science carefully points out the key problems we need to solve
Priorities need to evolve
We need to evolve!
Humanity what is humanity?
When we don't even care about our own decay.
Humanity what is humanity?
When we can't see beyond this depravity.
Humanity what is humanity?
When we're so fucking stuck in passivity
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Gotta get away from these ideas that I don’t believe in.
Minds led astray - tricking us to believe there are better ways.
Yet this is what we have to work with.
I cannot walk away from this.
So I choose to stay.
Defend sanity and never give in to
mindsets that say their traditional views lead to better days.
Yet this is what we have to work with.
I cannot walk away from this.
And with the years these frustrations grow inside.
Misogyny is gaining ground in time.
Why do we crave to watch things burn and die?
Let the amount of doctrines ever rise?
Let’s throw away these beliefs and ancient sins.
Minds led astray believing what they say will be the righteous way.
Yet this is what we have to work with.
We cannot walk away from this.
Boreal dreams put into laws.
Filled with so many human flaws.
Let’s throw away these beliefs and ancient sins.
I will stay and never bend my will to them!
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The Means Of Destruction
02:10
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Their views are stained with keeping us restrained.
(Work hard they say)
We're so well informed but morally enslaved.
Work hard they say
When will production be owned by you and me?
Opportunities shared equally?
When comes the time that crooked charts
Won' t interfere with our class war?
And how can we ever split the seas
If we cannot dream the same dream;
To free ourselves from this plutocracy
When productivity belongs to you and me.
And if we break through this glass-
I wanna know how long it lasts.
And If we break through this glass...
Defend their laws for such a tiny chance-
You'll ever be as rich as them.
And how can we ever split the seas
If we cannot dream the same dream;
This mutated form of democracy
Is a prison for most - can't you see?
And if we break through this glass
I wanna know how long it lasts
And If we break through this glass
I wanna know how to make it last!
Old structures with new bones
Increased hoarding - others lose their homes.
Work hard they say is all they ever say.
But they're never gonna pay - while they waste their wealth away.
Work hard they say! Work hard they say! Work hard they say!
Politicians played by the market' puppet strings
While we talk about the means of production-
They'll push their means of destruction!
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White Cult
02:37
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So open-minded – or so it seems.
Aren't we the worst of all the other scenes?
Anti- establishment by default.
In reality we're just another white cult.
Just another white cult.
A group that lacks diversity
Or focus on an open community.
We're not the same – We never were.
But we could use a lot more colour.
Though from the outside we look so keen.
Sometimes we're just the same as other scenes.
Look at this floor and our stages;
not representing a varied population.
We're just another white cult
A critical look at ourselves:
How do you act towards someone else?
There's so much feeling of hate and shame.
We should talk about this narrow frame we made-
And erase the borders-
Because we' re doing something wrong.
Let this floor and our stages become the safe place that binds us.
And break this white cult.
You don't want to be a white cult.
Anti-establishment by default
So-called progress so long stalled.
So stuck in our privilege and pride-
Not knowing how it feels to hide.
So grow some sympathy-
Be cool about all sorts of variety.
Welcome their presence too.
They have a right to be here with you.
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No Gods. No Pedals.
02:07
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Open the gates to let the hatred in.
A simmering atmosphere in which they judge our sins,
our autonomy, our free love -
While they burn crosses for their so-called gods.
For their eyes are closed to the real world.
their eyes are closed to the real world.
Open the gates to let the ignorance in.
Traditions cannot be sins.
Chapters written in ancient times
decide my morality is a crime.
Economy over empathy - more weaponry and fewer refugees.
There're still castes they put you in;
The more pigment the more you sinned.
So tell me son...do you really want another Babylon?
Economy over empathy - more weaponry and fewer refugees.
There're still castes they put you in;
The less property the more you sinned.
In this place your womb is not your own.
Your love is not your own.
They deny your medicines -
all based on false convictions
For their eyes are closed to the real world.
Their eyes are closed to the real world.
Forever closed to the real world.
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6. |
Into The Sea
02:39
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I don’t like what we’re becoming.
The water will bring the change of everything.
I don’t like what they’re claiming -
So many lies deny the coming tides.
Are there really any different sides?
To the same story?
Rich boys and girls just want to keep what they have "found”
And I wish that we could stay young .
I wish that we could stay young.
‘Cause I don’t wanna – I don’t want to watch these shores decay.
Rich boys and girls just want to keep what they have “found”
And I wish that we could stay young
I wish that we could stay young
They defend a shallow greed sillily holding their ground.
And I wish that we could stay young.
I wish that we could stay young.
They believe that in time these facts will go away
But we'll suffer the same when we all drown into the sea
(I don’t like what we’re becoming)
The water will bring the end of everything!
Are there really any different sides?
To the same - the same story?
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So while the industries grow- Let's take a look around us.
Dysfunctional disconnection from the soil that ties us.
It's so clearly crumbling apart with no plan to guide us -
yet an urge that's blinding.
Dysfunctional disconnection!
And the ultimate question - answered with misdirection
It's so clearly crumbling apart with no plan to guide us-
Only sickness follows because our vision's hollow.
How to perceive this with a bit of positivity?
That those Machiavellists won't get the best of me?
Emancipate the actions that will stop these frictions
Slow down the imminent destruction -
Restore the balance.
It's so clearly crumbling apart.
Fumes form unbreathable skies.
Ice melt before our eyes.
We're so dissociated from what should drive us.
Dysfunctional disconnection from the soil that ties us.
The money-making systems are the source that drives this.
It's clearly crumbling apart -
Do we deserve that?
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Rosa Parks
02:36
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Centuries in the waiting room - you stood up while sitting down
Growing up in segregated gloom - Dividedness all around
So tired of giving in to this mistreating.
And little did she know -
That this act of defiance could be so inspiring.
Little did she know.
That her split sec. decision
Would raise a greater mission and along the way fracture racial division
Dear caring mother – with scared eyes on you you said
"I don't think I should have to stand up"
"I don't think I should have..."
Enough is enough!
Forced into the submissive beat;
A people dreaming to be freed - while their screams bled unreceived.
So tired of giving in to this mistreating.
So ostracized with underfunded education.
Such a brave fight for future generations.
So tired of giving in to this mistreating.
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Peer Review Me!
01:21
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Please peer review me 'cause I can't see through the heaps.
And how to assess my doubts when the baseline's covered with fear?
They propagandize the foulest lies
I see an everyday rise of fascist agendas.
And the skeletal remains of old religions and regimes are creeping up on you and me.
Propagandize the foulest lies
I see an everyday rise of fascist agendas
There's a changing of beliefs.
Nightmares turned into conspiracies that are creeping up on you’re and me.
Propagandize the foulest lies -it's an everyday rise of fascist agendas
And the lies seep through the cracks.
Yeah the lies seep through the cracks.
Propagandize the foulest lies.
And when the lies seep through the cracks shouldn't we fight back?
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10. |
Youthful Nostalgia
02:16
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When the flags burn- do you burn yours too?
Was it a phase you wished to erase – was this never meant for you?
We follow different paths and I can’t judge that
But sometimes I crave for more – a little more rebelliousness
When we were young our thoughts aligned.
I still remember – we felt revolution was our right.
When the walls fall – I’d like you here.
The cliché happened to you – your views narrowed with the years.
Sometimes I feel nostalgic to those simpler times.
The nightly discussions – loving your rants
Reading Bakunin – and drinking in the park.
We follow different paths and I can’t judge that.
But sometimes I crave for more – a little more rebelliousness
When we were young our thoughts aligned .
I still remember – we felt revolution was our right. I still fucking do.
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11. |
Guillotines
01:41
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And how much longer do we build these mountains of gold –
leave people sleeping in the cold?
The crash is coming near...
You can suck ‘em dry.
In the end the majority gets to decide.
And in this growing poverty while their money grows and the people bleed
It's easy to see - so easy to see.
We're very close - so very close
To the guillotines.
It's all but a cruel dance
Of minds filled with self-importance.
Not a thought or even a glance-
towards the people living in shortages
And it pays – damn it pays
To kill in this monetary cage-
when basic needs are being stretched and stretched
Leading towards a violent snap.
And while the crash is closing in-
We know too well -'cause it makes sense
All empires are bound to end.
You can suck ‘em dry.
In the end the majority gets to decide.
And in this growing poverty while their money grows and the people bleed
It's easy to see - so easy to see.
We're very close - so very close.
To the guillotines.
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12. |
The Mapmaker
02:23
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Not even that long ago we followed cruel and crimson roads
Yeah the mapmakers of old lured us with foreign gold.
And the lines on the map are just lines in the sand.
And when the mapmaker thrived so many people suffered and died
No fleet –no coterie - should shed this blood for free
And the Lines on the map are just lines in the sand.
Don't you see? – this is just another colony.
If those cherished yesterdays led us to today.
Shouldn't there be a price to pay for every mile we sailed?
And the lines on the map are just lines in the sand.
They still own your blood – reclaim your land!
Don't you see? - this is just another colony.
No fleet no coterie – should shed this blood for free.
Gold fleet, white coteries – they took your blood for free
Let's crush the dreams that their ships should sail from here.
Don't you see? – this is just another colony.
Don't you see - this is just a neo-colony.
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13. |
Hostile World
02:53
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As the curtain closes and it darkens your view remember that you are not alone.
In this frantic and hostile world.
As the panic rises and chokes your breath - take heed that you are not alone.
We all face this great unknown.
Reality or pathology?
It grips the best of us.
A glide towards unlightened thoughts - it all just feels too much.
Everything seems like a setback- feels you can't control your life.
Deep within the blackest holes there're still bright lights to find.
(breathe in)
A fire burns through once familiar streets- remember that you are not alone.
In this ghastly hostile world.
Overcome the obstacles of society in this you are not alone.
Shared souls with common goals.
Breathe in - Don't let this darkness take you in!
You can't control the stimuli.
Please try to hold on to life and don't forget to breathe in.
So when it really gets to you- take comfort in the thought;
So many others feel that fear and they're still here.
You are not alone.
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