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There's nothing left to gain
You have just been led
The kill, after death, the kill
The shit you were promised
Means nothing now you're dead
The kill, after death, the kill
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Trapped
Inside your head
Insular, living dead
Existing for a purpose you'll never find
Inducements, distortions contorting your mind
External sources maintain control
Programmed existance, fulfill your role
You've got a brain, shake off the reigns
Smash the shackles, break the chains
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Becoming wary of your lies
Your disguise the truth belies
Only fooling yourself
Pretend to bite the hand that feeds
But you won't discard your security
The transparency of your fantasy
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Delude yourself with the notion
That life's viewed defiantly through your eye
Subconsciously following the flock
From which appearance is the only exemption
The stagnant illusion of change
Concealed behind your disguise
What's perspicious on the surface
Is artificial inside
When views are merely symbolic
Of an image you hide behind
The stagnant illusion of change
Concealed behind your disguise
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Behind the transition
Lies a sense of ambiguity
Why hide behind the truth
Of what you are?
Your character becomes distorted
In the quest for an identity
Why hide behind the truth
Of what you are?
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Nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said
Generic words and thoughts
Similarly expressed
This primitive stance
Feelings of angst
Matters relating
To circumstance
"Unfounded reactions
Just part of the faction"
Conform?
I wouldn't give you the satisfaction
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Bitching
Back Biting
Senseless Infighting
"United we stand
Divided we fall"
The common enemy that overshadows us all
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Brought into this emptiness
Never hope nor choice
Emotionless and cold
This is life
Illusions shattered
An existance of lies
A constant struggle
Freedom denied
At their feet - submission
No sanctuary in death
Drugged up, fucked up
Is that all you're worth?
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Multinational corporations
Genocide of the starving nation
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Advertise the product you make,
never give, but always take.
Kill and lie for security.
On supermarket shelves death to see.
Instinct of survival
Advertise the product you make,
never give and always take,
clingfilmed flesh and genocide,
contented life, while millions die.
Instinct of survival
The multinational corporation
takes its profits from the Starving Nations.
Indigenous people become their slaves
from their births into their graves.
The multinational corporation
takes its profits from the starving nations.
Another product for you to buy,
you'll keep paying, until you die.
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Blissfully ignorant
Content and unaware
Not your problem
Why should you care?
Not normal
An easy target for release
Infected from birth
This sickening disease
You sanctimonious slime
Understanding discarded
The truth is clear
It's you that's retarded
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Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed
From our needs
The leeches feed
When will you see?
We'll never be free
While we sanction
This plutocracy
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A superiority complex
Pious, holy to the hilt
Outward displays of cleanliness
Masking their inner feelings of hate and guilt
Your morality is hypocrasy
Obsessive self esteem
Enforcing your ideals
Your puritanical dream
Gather your flock
Gullable fools
Dictate restrictions
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Stark, bleak, wasted
Devastated
When?
All life
Totally annihilated
Die!
Does it have to be this way
Is this the price we're gonna pay?
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Cleansing impurity
Siezure of insecurity
Divine death
Individuality disabled
Blinded by fables
Divine death
Easy prey
You will pay
Mourn life's loss
Rotting on that cross
Divine death
C.S.
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Arrogant
Ignorant
Affluent
Desensitized
Devoid and blind
All compassion nullified
Paragon of virtue
(Paragon of shit)
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There is a fascist inside of you,
controlling your life and what you do.
Fascist control.
There is a fascist inside your head,
controlling your mind until you're dead.
Fascist control.
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(SIEGE)
Walls that part humanity
Over which I cannot see
Walls as old as history
Cast a shadow over me
Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the
Walls that divide the nations
Keep them in isolation
Segregate the populations
Beat down the opposition
Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the
Barriers that divide
Trapping me inside
Bring apartheid to an end
Cross the border
Make a friend
Break down the walls
Take down them all
Break down the
Take down the
Shake down the walls
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A chronic complaint of dimness.
Prevails your profound ideology.
A romantic vision of a master race.
Attained through coercive forms of authority.
Your observance is negligence.
If you see the threat from difficult cultures.
We're all in this sinking ship.
Each of us together.
Where does the whiteman stand?
Where does the blackman stand?
Where do we all fucking stand/
Knee deep in the shit!
Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor.
To a life of unchallenged hate.
It's yourself who's the "nigger"
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Your aspirations, unable to stretch,
Beyond the barriers of what's expected,
As the free thought you were born with
Becomes externally polluted.
Lose sight of your ideals
In their brainwashing institutions,
Predetermine your values
To befit your substandard existence...
Discouraging creativity,
To aim for empty ambitions.
Living up to others expectations.
Takes hold of your assiduity.
Mentally murdered!
Always up to the mark,
Set the wheels in motion,
A fake sense of security
From your invariable position.
Sinking in the crowd,
A face minus expression.
A mouth that echoes words,
Recycled from tradition.
Your only contentness
Is in living a lie.
Mentally murdered!
Do you possess the strength
To re-create your own life?
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Commited to a life of slavery
In the factories our own hands have built
Where we must work twice the graft
Before gaining the goods we've already slogged to create
To consume all things material
Stands above human compassion
As we compete with our fellow man
In the bid for a stronger position
In our ruthless search for prosperity
We become the tools of our own oppression
Forming the backbone of a society
That thrives on mass division
From enslavement
To obliteration.
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Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views
Never open to criticism
Your overpowering ruse
Promises of sanctuary
In eternal bliss
With starry eyes and cash in hand
Pledge to all the master plan
Just face the truth or fund the farce
At one with your god
Your sole intent
Your treasured place assured
For a substantial rent
Global lunacy
Death threats for supposed blasphemy
No room for free thought
All non believers pushed to the floor
Aggressive tyrants
Supposed saints for the cause
Judgement through force
Faith a fuel for pointless wars
When all is done
Who shall benefit? Who is the one?
Not to those who pass on
But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands.
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A clash of eyes, resets my mind
Perhaps this time
Retreat to nowhere
Retreat to nowhere
A social skill that I lack
Holds me back.
Retreat to nowhere
Retreat to nowhere
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In your mind
Nothing but fear
You can't face life
Or believe death's near
A vision of life
On television screens
An existance created
From empty dreams
Hide behind T.V.
Hide behind life
You should be living
But you only survive
Life holds nothing
But pain and death
Don't look for love
There is none left
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Time for my omittance, from a sterile existence.
Where the weekend pays homage to stereotypical perpetuation.
Must inebriate my senses into a state of delirium.
Before I turn to the meatrack from my penile selection.
Apathy spreads in unison with sexual disease.
A scourge that infests the cattle markets of youth.
Unconscious, just promiscuous.
Deprived of self respect.
In the selling of their bodies.
All emotions dead.
Thoughts absorbed.
Lost in sense of direction.
It's time to sit down.
And re - assess my course of action
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