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live free or kill
01:55
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The Moriah Conquering Wind -
Oh song of hope! give us joy and sweet surrender
to cut the times that we spend serving the necromancers
we scream out loud, we call their names. Nobody listens to what we say
we scream out loud, we call their names.
Oh song of reason! let now come our sowing season
to cut the ties that bind us and turn round on the whip that grinds us
we scream out loud, we call their names. Nobody listens to what we say
we scream out loud, we call their names.
If we treat the symptom and not the disease
they can legislate and medicate us down to our knees
but say fuck the system because its diseased
you can live how you want, you can love how you please
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hidden hands
03:22
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Hidden Hands-
For the past month i've been having this dream
where the cities and towns get swallowed up by the seas
and the flares shoot off like the fourth of july
but there's no life boats for miles and miles
what were we left to do but swim
so we did until our fucking chests caved in
when i heard the last cries people repenting for sin
I said who's hands are we in?
you wanna see it, look and believe it
hidden hands are controlling everything
from the news that we watch to the water we drink
and every war waged creates more debt slaves
to ensure the authority of the elite
so call me a fatalist, but I'm trying to live in this world and not of it.
it still haunts me, I can't sleep through the night
it gives me headaches so bad i can't look at the light
it still haunts me
6:30 am alarm clock screaming
wake up realize I'm not dreaming
we gotta stop giving in to whatever it is that makes
us feel we have to live and die like this
it still haunts me, I can't sleep through the night
it gives me headaches so bad I can't look at the light
it still haunts me
If you, as I
have suffered from the empty pockets of circumstance - let your voice be a weapon
and if you, as I
have suffered from the empty stomach of allegiance - put your boots to the pavement
your pens to the parchment - let your voice speak love
I wanna see the world for what it is
I wanna give it hell without giving in
I wanna know i can change the things I hate
without the threat of being consumed by them
don't let them tell you how to think
never let them tell you how to love
don't let them tell you how to be
cause we're right here and we're not afraid
If its not bombs then its the love that will bring us together
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our time
03:27
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Our Time -
I resist!
with my arm in the air and my hand clenched tight in a fist
i refuse to accept the corporate propaganda bullshit passed as news
I don't mind, i don't mind
staying up all fucking night
trying to make some sense of this bullshit they're constantly feeding us
when are days are done, i wanna know for sure that we did everything that we could do with our time
So i resist
with my arm in the air and my hand clenched tight in a fist
i refuse to accept the corporate propaganda they call news
there's a war for your mind, which side are you gonna choose?
I don't mind, i don't mind
staying up all fucking night
trying to make some sense of this bullshit they're constantly feeding us
when our days are done, i wanna know for sure that we did everything that we could do with our time
I wanna see the revolution unfold in the hearts and the minds of the young proud and bold!!
I wanna hear the voice of reason, and have the people not the wolves decide the price of treason
I want to witness the globalist dream destroyed, and see the safe return of every single soldier deployed
i want to live to see the end of the police state, and have the people take back control of their fate
we can talk in circles
to no avail
but when push comes to shove we gotta be prepared to give them hell
so i say
Chin up! keep moving! don't ever ever let them take your will!
cause if it comes to it, they'll keep shooting, hellbent on fear and pills
I don't mind, i don't mind
staying up all fucking night
trying to make some sense of this bullshit they're constantly feeding us
when our days are done, i wanna know for sure that we did everything that we could do with our time
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Todays heroes, tomorrows homeless
recruiter smiled so nice
straight teeth of perfect white
extending his right hand
to every dumb fuck kid
"have you ever thought of traveling the world?"
"you wanna go to college, get in shape, get all the girls?"
we shape em up
and ship em out
and send them off to get their brains blown out their mouths
the streets will flood
with your kids
now crippled vets with IED'd arms and legs
no benefits, or will to live
todays heroes, tomorrows homeless
so shape em up
and ship em out
send them off to get their brains blown out their mouths
shape em up
and ship em out
and leave them fucked until they're screaming: death won't stop cheating me.
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ed brown
02:18
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Ed Brown -
we keep our ears to the ground so we can hear them coming
they'll keep their taps on our phones to keep us all from running
we'll keep the deadbolts on our doors until they beat them down
we'll be waiting with the safety off, in a dark corner just like ed brown
controlled demolition of a peoples will
mission accomplished, objective to kill
who will live to sing the praise of the land of deceit and the home of the slaves?
the truth is treason in an empire of lies
everyone is guilty, nobody knows why
they want to keep us right where we belong
barely fucking hanging on.
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