> THE LYRICS / FREEDOM

Elektra

They’ve stacked the bodies • A thousand high • A carnal monument • To touch the sky • They crown the peaks • So far estranged • But down in the dirt • Nothing has changed • Nothing has changed • Time has come • There’s no escape • Into the rabble • The panic seeps • One target hisses • Another weeps • They scale the walls • Their minds deranged • But down in the dirt • Nothing has changed • Nothing has changed • Time has come • There’s no escape

Old Friends / New War

I clutch the worn out year of my birth • Herded with the herd • I whisper through anemic lips: I was born • And the centuries surround me with fire • Aortas fill with blood to cleanse my head, to clean this feed • Commit to memory failures past and our petty needs • Suppress the crime of time and the names that map our identity • ’Cause when the fighting stops our damned souls will rot • We’ll never be set free • I’m all out of appeals now • I’m just going to scream now • Old friends / new war • Stuck in an uneven fight • Old friends / new war • Not dumb enough to close my eyes • Old friends / new war • Still dancing to defective rhymes • Old friends / new war • The silence of the herd, apologetic words, is all I ever find • And there’s no other choice but to create some noise and sharpen up my mind • ’Cause when the cages shrink I’ll be the weakest link on every fucking chain • Can never pacify this constant war inside, all the hate and pain I’m all out of appeals now • I’m just going to scream now • Old friends / new war • Stuck in an uneven fight • Old friends / new war • Not dumb enough to close my eyes • Old friends / new war • Still plotting ’til the end of night • Old friends / new war

Dawkins Christ

The thought of love triggers lonely hearts • Gladly reaching out just to be a part • So we live to serve, made it into an art • How shallow the soul • How deep the fear • How grave the hunger • To get out of here • Fear and hate keeps us in line • As we climb crosses of our own design • Nails in our flesh, hammers in our minds • Feels like I’ve got • Judas’ heart • Dawkins’ head • Praise the lord • God is Dead • All the brahmin masses they’ll come back again • They’ve got lord Krsna to guide their hand • Gotama’s flock they don’t mind the chains • They know nirvana will end their pain • And the Avestan pupils, the forsakers of druj • They’ll be one with the maker when they’re one with the truth • All of Luther’s children gladly suffer now • They’ll get pie in the sky on the day they die • But what about me • Got no soul to sell • Refused salvation • Did my time in hell • No absolution, no alibis • Just belief and doubt and then we die • We furnish the void with our attempts at lives I got • Judas’ Heart • Nietzsche’s soul • Dawkins’ cock in a god-shaped hole • How shallow the soul • How deep the fear • How grave the need • There’s just one way out of here 

Françafrique

The colour of the collar trumps the skin • No matter what state the state is in • The Congo’s wealth will do just fine • With cold war status in decline • Sycophant cleptocracy • Built on the graves of IDP’s • A blanket stitched with national pride • Look beneath: it’s genocide • Françafrique • Françafrique • The Congo basin bleeding still • Françafrique • Françafrique • The Congo basin bleeding still • Genocide was Paris’ will • Mobutu • Congo, pimp and whore • As Paris’ puppets guard the door • 20 years on the earth still bleeds • 9 million less mouths to feed • Hollywood brutality • Tribe and race is all we see • The final word on French cuisine: Bokassa’s freezer in Guide Michelin • Françafrique • Françafrique • The Congo basin bleeding still • Françafrique • Françafrique • Genocide was Paris’ will • Françafrique • Congo-Belgique • Just another word for genocide • Murder murder • Murder murder • Murder murder • Kill kill kill • Exterminate the brutes • Exterminate all the brutes

Thought Is Blood

Thought is blood • I am born • I’m reborn • Born a man • Thought is blood • I am born • I’m reborn • And born again • Compulsion rears • Evokes a view • Provoked again • I’m born anew • All dread is blood • A cerebral pest • Imagination never at rest • A storm of doubt • Awake all night • My blood is gushing to pick a fight • Thought is blood • I am born • I’m reborn and born again • I’ve got it • Connected • I’ve got it • I’ve got it • Connected • I’ve got it • In my head: war without end • I’m destroyed and born again • A soul of blood reincarnate • Flood my veins, form my fate • Every thought under control • Remap constraints to find a hole • Thought is blood • I am born • I’m reborn and born again • I’ve got it • Connected • I’ve got it • I’ve got it • Connected • I’ve got it • But never perfected • Thought is blood • The thought of fear is a type of fear • The thought of sex is a type of sex • And when we needed guilt we thought of guilt • And when we needed God we thought of God

War On The Palaces

I carry history with me • I carry hope • All the nameless faces before us • Let’s carry them all • I wanna carry the dead • Wage war on the palaces • You carry judgement and privilege • With morals to spend • Can’t see the grids for the structures • You’re just one of them • Who talk about freedom and progress • With a corpse in your mouth • You’ve never tasted the violence • That gave us our rights • How did you think we got here? • You took our gains for granted • You think we stumbled upon them on our way to find ourselves • Let’s carry the dead • Wage war on the palaces • Because you know: we’ll be judged too • What did you fight for, exactly what did you do? • Let’s get rhetorical without going too far • Tell me: who’s responsible? • You fucking are • Let’s carry the dead • War on the palaces

Destroy The Man

Out of the dirt and up on our legs • We used to crawl but that’s hardly changed • Raped our sisters • Had our way with them • Ruled that we should rule • Called ourselves men • Invented poetry • Impaired it with fame • Killed the poet to usurp his name • Distorted philosophy to further war • Man’s greatest feat would enslave us all • Oh, how we love the shackles when we control the chains • Destroy the man • Death to death • Conceived the structures • Made up the rules • To our benefit we defined the tools • Worshipped ourselves and our own kind • Molded history in our own design • Let’s destroy his story too • Let’s destroy and start something new • Destroy the man • Death to death 

366

Struggle with the current • Dragged down into the dark • No reward waiting • No salvation or ark • Unseen borders • To protect the nation state • Sink like stones to the bottom • Not once a white man's fate • One final escape • Deported into the deep • 366 • Too many heroes for the hull to keep • Upon a heartless sea • Where dreams come to die • Upon a heartless sea • Our willing sacrifice • That's someone's sister • That's someone's son • I've got a sister • I'm someone's son • I want a better life • And I'm not the only one • As the waves come crashing • With the rejected and poor • Bodies upon bodies • They shall overcome no more • So hail to the capital • That will set us free • Free to drown and free to die • To slave eternally • Upon a heartless sea • Where dreams come to die • Upon a heartless sea • Our willing sacrifice • That's someone's sister • That's someone's son • I've got a sister • I'm someone's son • I want a better life • And I'm not the only one • After forcing them to want our lives • We rip the honour from their sacrifice • We close our coffers and we close our eyes • Dragged down by the weight of freedom • Dragged down by the loss of hope

Servants Of Death

Running into the heart of darkness, eyes sewn tight • Stumbling across the barren fields looking for a little light • Freedom set by violence, control dictated by fear • Running into the heart of darkness with no way out of here • But I can tell there’s more to sell • Earth to burn on this road to hell • Servants of death • That’s all that we get • Running into the heart of darkness thinking that it’s ok • Been promised a paradise but a wasteland’s coming our way • Self-serving psychopaths been poisoning the ground • Running into the heart of darkness, no sign of a trickle-down • But I can tell there’s more to sell • Earth to burn on this road to hell • Servants of death • Your time will come

Useless Europeans

Go back to sleep • You’ve seen all there is to see • You’ve used up all your freedom • Go back to sleep • You’ve been all that you can be • A useless European • It’s a pretty house • You’re a pretty girl • And it’s a pretty life that you’ve got • Outside your pretty walls • There’s an ugly world • Where there’s no skin left for new scars • We live in houses of glass and our pockets are holes • And there’s a worthless currency in the central bank of our souls • Go back to sleep • Dream a new dream • No more Europeans
 

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