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Documentary
02:40
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Can’t Find Your Eyes In A River Of Faces
Bodies Collide Like A Sea In A Storm
If This Is The End Of Safe Spaces
Away From Your Homelands
We Mine To Keep Warm
I Swear It Was Just Right Here
Now I’d Die For Post Modern Consent
I Swear It Was Just Right Here
Now You’ll Die For A Document
Tools Thrown Down Now
Rust In The Dirt
Where’s The Thought
In The Maze Of Hurt
Remember That
You Are A Battery
And Resistance is Love
Written large
Is This The ‘Voice Of America’ Station?
Stolen Land Beyond Border Wars
Propaganda Plantations
Oil And Blood In The Apple Store
I Swear You Were Just Right Here
In The Jungle
Waiting For Better Lives
I Swear You Were Just Right Here
In The Suburbs
Metastasized
Tools Thrown Down Now
Rust In The Dirt
Where’s The Thought
In The Maze Of Hurt
Remember that you are a battery
And resistance is love
Written large
And we live to charge
We Can Become More Than This
Scratched On A Napkin
Last Call At The Bar
We Deserve To Fight For Everyone
For All That We’ve Lost
For All That We Are
Tools Thrown Down Now
Rust In The Dirt
Where’s The Thought
In The Maze Of Hurt
Remember that you are a battery
And Resistance is Love
Written large
And we live to charge
We Can Become More Than This
Scratched On A Napkin
Last Call At The Bar
We Deserve To Fight For Everyone
For All That We’ve Lost
For All That We Are
We Can Become More Than This
Scratched On A Napkin
Last Call At The Bar
We Deserve To Fight For Everyone
For All That We’ve Lost
For All That We Are
We saved our last dance
To fall upon the nations
Stolen land beyond the walls and borders
Whoa-oa
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2. |
Dress The Wounds
02:50
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I know you’d like to forget
But I need you now to remember
There’s more to life than vote and react
Defend and attack
And I’m trying hard
Not to take it to heart
But the feedback gets to me
Between the gunpoint border
And the fictional virus
Of our identity
Beyond their control
Beyond petty politics
and weapons of killing time
Beyond the daily war
Beyond criminal damage
And terror police at night
When I wake up
From politics
That we made
Will they make us slaves?
Paralyze us:
test animals for
Killing systems
Run the maze
Now that you’ve met
Goals that we’ve set
All on target
All in flight
We won’t go gentle into that good night
A peace we live in the heart of the fight
This is our sacred ground
Beyond the petty rusting orders
In a rusting state
White noise surrounds
But it can’t seal our fate
And I’m trying hard not to take it to heart
The feedback gets to me
Between the gunpoint border
And the spiritual violence
Of our identity
Beyond their control
Beyond the days I wonder
If the sound of my voice isn’t mine
sound of my voice isn’t mine
Beyond the daily war
The strength comes back
like a bullet shot through time
Shot
Now we wake up
from politics
Remain
They won’t make us slaves
Paralyze us
Test animals for killing systems
Run the maze
Now that you’ve met
Goals that we’ve set
All on target
All in flight
We won’t go gentle into that good night
A peace we live in the heart of the fight
rage against the dying of the light
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3. |
The Bells
03:31
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Ghosts on the river
Centuries old hypocrises
And the prisons past the estates
The broken sun through the train yard gates
A tunnel blocked when the seven hills shook underground
Where dreams and civic virtues
Are measured in bodies
This town
Through loudspeaker static
Hear the orders at dawn
This time we won’t walk the earth
as targets or as pawns
And I hear the bells of St. Mark
Leaders and Resister's Breath
Give Me Liberty Or Death
And I
I hear the footsteps in the park
Believers in the Age Of Reason Fall
From Union Hill to Masjid Bilal
Ghosts On The River
Centuries Old Hypocrisies
In the prisons past the estates
The broken sun through the train yard gate
A tunnel blocked when the Seventh Hill shook
Underground
When dreams and civic virtues
are measured in bodies: this town
Through loudspeakers static
Hear the orders at dawn - ready, aim
This time we won’t walk the earth
as targets or as pawns
And I hear the bells of St. Mark
Leaders and Resister's Breath
Control Liberty And Whitewash Death
And I
I hear the footsteps in the park
Believers in the Age of Reason fall
From Union Hill to Masjid Bilal
No one remembers
No one forgets, No one remembers
No one forgets No one remembers it all ‘til monuments fall
No one forgets, I !
No one remembers
No one forgets, I !
No one remembers
No one forgets I !
No one remembers it all ‘til monuments fall
Now, there’s only people left
No one Remembers it all
‘Til monuments fall
No One, No One, No!
No One, No One, No!
No One, No One, No!
Remembers it all, Remembers it all
Remembers it all,
Remembers it all,
Remembers it all ‘til
Monuments fall
Ghosts On The River
Centuries Old Hypocrisies
Monuments Fall
In the Prisons past the estates
The broken sun through the train yard gate
Monuments Fall
A tunnel blocked when the Seventh Hill shook
Underground - Monuments Fall
When dreams and civic virtues are measured in bodies: this town
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4. |
Frontier Glitch
01:36
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The dreams of the West
Are a ghost ship
We’re taught to hold on to
With false idle fictions
And all that stands
Between me and you
Men of peace just said
The state of the world is war
No we won’t be led
No business we’re dying for
The state of world is
Nightmares of the West
You’re a soldier
And you just wanna live to see home
But there’s war in our country too
And blind billionaires
Between me and you
Let the ship burn
We’re the ocean
In every shade, in every color
Let the ship burn
We’re the ocean
The tide is rising over
Our lives like crests
On the waves
We are
The right now
In action
This present
We break upon the bow
Men of peace just said
The state of the world is war
The state of the world is war
No we won’t be led
No business we’re dying for
No business we’re dying for
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5. |
Imperium of Waste
03:12
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I can’t believe you chose to be
This paranoid shell of a citizen
Compliant to authority
And demands of fear and war
Did you choose to pimp
What could be left
In your heart
To the annihilation of love
And change in time
Love and change in time
Where’s the reason?
Where’s the liberty?
Do we tie ourselves to this game
Of fear or our false idea of power?
Whispered in the ear
Are you sleeping?
Are you waiting for some compromise?
Is their vision hidden in our eyes?
Hidden in our eyes
Do you ask yourself in dreams
And in the dying hours of working days
What does this system want from me?
It’s no surprise they try to take
Over our actions and our anger
With each fashion cult on the hanger
Sacred distractions
But we can only fool ourselves
For so long ...
Where’s the reason?
Where’s the liberty?
Do we tie ourselves to this game
Of fear or our false idea of power?
Whispered in the ear
Are you sleeping?
Are you waiting for some compromise?
Is their longing hidden in our eyes?
There is a pulse beating under this life
Under this life
Our Generation
Suffocation
First world
Minute to hour
Oil tanker and tower
I won’t detonate this minefield
For your false idea of power
Where’s the reason?
Where’s the liberty?
Do we tie ourselves to this game
Of fear or our false idea of power?
Whispered in the ear
Are you sleeping?
Are you waiting for some compromise?
Is their vision hidden in our eyes?
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6. |
Opener
03:51
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You brought things out in me
That I didn't know Had in me
And now it's out in the open
Through you I work it out
The Way i want me to
without expectations
You make me think, to see
be things that I see in m e
and now it's out in the open
why should this head have power
for the world to see
i spoke to hear my worst enemy
my worst enemy was me
you made me think for me
these things that i see in me
and now it's out in the open
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Before the end
Will we say that we resisted falling, falling
Into the viral hate
This oblivion state
Is not all we are
All we are
No one can tell you
what this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
So will I call out the cops and priests
That numb my understanding
Protest to survive
It’s not over
it’s all of us
No one can tell you
What this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
No one can tell me
What this life means
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
I’ll carry all your broken dreams
Mile after mile
Step after blistered step
Step after blistered step
Hit it when the lights are gone -
Hit it when the lights are gone
In the wake of every failed politics
Hit it when the lights are gone
The cynical laughter in the halls of broken trusts
Hit it when the lights are gone
Our restless frequency scours the static
Hit it when the lights are gone
Stand united
We are all the ones on the outside
Hit it when the lights are gone
Hit it when the lights are gone
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