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Eternal Mantra
06:38
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And here we go again
The same old song, because nothing changed
world suffering in a pandemic
people losing all hope and will
livelihood and existence endangered
by a virus that randomly kills
except those who have plenty
living happily ever after
like the leeches that they are
nourishing on the blood of the many
Rich getting even richer
while the poor are left to die
and to mock those who suffer
philanthropy is sold as the generous cure
This is not a conspiracy
this was not arranged in the shadows
it's the child we birthed in the open
by a game called "winners and losers"
Win, Win, the eternal Mantra
Of the victorious leeches
Unending Miasma
Until all resistance breaches
Tax, Tax the rich and decadent
the endless battlecry
It's sung by all dissidents
Fuck winning if justice dies
As long as there are winners there will be those with broken backs
because if one has much, another one has naught
so fuck winning, let's all live in dignity
Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call it charity
you live in a mansion and the slums have nothing to eat
Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call that charity
the few have more than the many, your donations are a fucking joke
Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call that charity
Fuck your eternal Mantra and fuck winning, let everyone live in dignity
Win, Win, the eternal Mantra
Of the victorious leeches
Unending Miasma
Until all resistance breaches
Tax, Tax the rich and decadent
the endless battle cry
It's sung by all dissidents
Fuck winning if justice dies
When will you fucking losers finally stop dreaming of winning and scream with us to tax the rich
When will you finally stop listening to all those demagogues preaching of some made up threat coming for your made up wealth
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2. |
Uprise III
07:05
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Oh hail the good old world
a simple life forevermore
when evaluation was for the mystics
Oh hail the good old days
Speaks the one in power
when not affected ignorance is bliss
why listen to reason and evidence
When everything can just stay the same
on their thrones of might and power
made of the gold they inherited
piled up by the greed of their grandfathers
made on the backs of those who suffered
they still dictate our lives
with ashen hearts and selfishness
try to keep your voices buried
with a fog of lightning gases
Uprise - there is no better war to fight
Uprise - than for a future where reason and compassion decides
Uprise - for there might be no tomorrow
Uprise - on this selfish path we follow
For too long white old men dictated
the definition of what is wrong and right
And our fires were extinguished
while world and mankind suffered
Oh hail the old ways
where we exploited all we could grasp
lives and nature, nothing was save
Oh hail when we did not have to answer
Speak the ones in power
they still rule with oppression
by denying everyone else a voice
who is not an image of themselves
And so they reigned with iron hands
by pretending that everyone has equal rights
if it is only their way or none
all hope is lost
and they keep destroying our planet
with their never ending greed for money
And they keep us from true social justice
with their smokescreens of fear and panic
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3. |
Raise A Glass
06:35
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Firestorm and flood
And the earth is drenched in blood
By humanity about to die
That kills just to kill some time
Eons to learn and there’s only power
Domination by the ones who tower
So let the masters reign, warfare money, selfishness
Even if it destroys this fucking place
Oh sweet death, thy name we praise
See the suffering we raise
Our service to worship our eternal God
In his honor we drench the soil in blood
The end is near
And broken lies this earth
We waste year and year
increasing our wealth
A dying world, knife at our throats
nothing left to give, I am all out of hope
Drifting towards the abyss, despair clenching our hearts
Raise a glass to the end about to start
Each day adds to the void,
that claims the place once renowned as hope
I stared to long into the human abyss
and I can only fill it up with rage and hate
I dreamed of a future for my children to claim
and now I raise a glass in complete disdain
to celebrate the downfall of this world,
with tears in my eyes I wonder what it was worth
War and famine
politicians calling refugees vermin
Every day another step
Towards our inevitable death
We should spend the effort to save this earth
instead of increasing our wealth
or killing our brother for his right to live
is destruction really all we can give
Every day a sermon of our failings
manmade death while the planet is ailing
and even imagination can't see a future
because all sight is blocked by fucking vultures
The end is near
And broken lies this world
And we wage war each year
until all land is burned
A dying world, knife at our throats
nothing left to give, I am all out of hope
Drifting towards the abyss, despair clenching our hearts
Raise a glass to the end about to start
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Call for peace refuse to help
moan agenda but full of propaganda
close your eyes when you sentence death
except if cobalt is dug out of the ground
I know I simplify
but so do you
When you look away
From the price others have to pay
A world encapsulated in black and white
wealth and happiness our natural right
No matter the price no matter the cost
It’s just the lives of other that are lost
This is a message to you hypocrites
To all you fucking little parasites: Fuck off!
It’s the fear the festers in the heart
demand the silver tray, but deny to pay/
enjoy the wealth but not responsibility
close the borders and Ausländer raus
Luckily you are just concerned
I know I simplify
but so do you
compassion is expected
but not to be requested
I cannot forgive nor forget
that you deny this debt
you own too all the souls
rotting in the sea, the ditches or dark holes
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I see fire in the distance
hills radiate against the twilight skies
black smoke that cramps the lungs
and screams by the victims that were left to die
We've known for 50 years
that this day was coming
Yet silently we sat watching
because money weighs more than sience
deny the facts, deny the reasons
still the world is burning
wasted years, wasted seasons
while we are yearning
for a change and healing
that we start learning
till you are convicted for your treason
for killing earth for your earnings
dig until nothing is left
profit until you drown in money
burn everything to the ground
who care's about tomorrow?
I see a flood coming
masses of water tear everything apart
choking on the stink of mud
civilization drowns in the seas
this is happening, this is now
years and years and years of ignored warning
It is too late now
our actions bear consequences
still you burn the black oil
like it was nothing
still you block any progress
not to endanger your precious wealth
mocking kids fighting or their future
how pathetic
I hope you live to burn with the rest of us
I hope it was worth it
deny the facts, deny the reasons
still the world is burning
wasted years, wasted seasons
while we are yearning
for a change and healing
that we start learning
till you are convicted for your treason
for killing earth for your earnings
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6. |
Brace Yourself
08:04
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I’m sick and tired of convincing, of all fact-deniers
Disgusted by all the lies
Worn by picking up all the morons
Who hasn’t understood by now never will
Who is unable to face the changes now
is never going to swallow that pill
Every proof discarded, every argument countered with lies
If you can’t imagine what is going to come
My consideration is about to be done
Brace yourself for what’s to come
you will know sorrow before this is done
90 to midnight now and still you block all change
I’ve had enough, get out of our fucking way
If you think blocking the street is threatening
Wait until unquenchable thirst sets in
If you cry about soup dripping from glass over paint
Wait until the hunger makes you faint
If you complain about minutes on your trip
Wait for the flood and the water that slowly from the ceiling drips
If you moan about the costs to keep you warm
wait for the price to pay to face this fucking storm
A call for collective action and legislation
We got no time to lose, be part of the solution
or to be left in the ditches is what you choose
Who hasn’t understood by now never will
Who is unable to face the changes now
is never going to swallow that pill
I’m tired of pulling your weight so this planet doesn’t die
no more pity left for those who have none themselves
fuck individual action, radical decency needs to be the law
If you complain about my food’s name
wait until your home is consumed by the flames
If windmills amongst the trees bother you
wait until there are no forests left to wander through
If you are concerned by the margin of you profits
Wait until the margin of the dead is going to top it
If you care only about yourself and your wellbeing
death and destruction is all we will be seeing
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