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Envy
01:51
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Envy
We are the one
We were condemned by birth
Teach us oh so well
It will be only worse
We have no voice
Even dope show needs rest
Brand new flag
Hides the holes in our chests
Stains on the flag
Have no fear
We are not afraid
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We perish not far the place we were born
Here my regards
To the greatest man of all
The one who naive worships you
The one who bless your fall
He had never blamed you
For decisions you made wrong
To earn most bloody profits
He never helped you though
The one who bring peace
And separate us
Helping to stay clean
But truly hates us
Always so genial
Life measuring by blood
Receiving life as treasure
I think he is really not
Go back!
To the river we all belong
Authority!
We won’t miss you for long
Where memory goes to stay
Where we have nothing to say
Where we really belong
Where nothing is right or wrong
Suppose we have freedom
Suppose we have choice
Suppose they hear
The sound of our voices
Suppose we’re important
Suppose exist reason
Yeah, let’s built better world
By the shape of the prison
As long as it takes
We will wait
Misery and State
Will not separate
Us
So I go!
To the river we all belong
Authority!
We won’t miss you for long
Where memory goes to stay
Where needless something to say
Where we really belong
I conjure you with this song!
So the day I kneel
My heart will know no fear
And while sunset barely shines
Just men proudly singing
Amen!
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Charity dies
04:17
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Charity dies
All you have is life. To survive keep quite
Speak only when you told to. Don’t think too much
Soak mankind madness like sponge
Lambs turn sinners / gladly they atone
Is your revelation / To die we all were born?
Needles saints / World to adorn
Good intentions /And reason sadly torn
We are wicked Are you really mind
Sinful as well. Why you won’t bring us hell?
Oh how fragile This world really is
I know for sure I will miss
Those savages Pretend to be human beings
Those liberals Whatever fuck it means
Oh this world is fucking overrated
Oh this world is overflowed with
What we call hope And what we call vengeance
Remember be nice But only to strangers
This world will devastate you
So I appreciate your concern
You may believe in what you want to
But pray for I am wrong!
See, they are all imaginary
Things that you been told
Freedom and decency
Nothing but a fraud
Are you even care?
This is what world is – one scared man
This what it is - sand in empty can
There are no ways out as far as I know
Want to out clean, chances are low
Just let it be so
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This bird singing well even in hell
Reign of disgrace bit by bit
Dried the smile from you face
And it has completely turned into a green
But our voices so sparkling, so loud
Our voices may thaw out your heart
Show them remorse though
Face they not worth it
They are of what
We have to get rid
Speech for rumors
Trust for faith
Life for wraith
Slight for grace
Revolt, revolt it is now or never
Revolt, revolt great bitter end
Inside we hide the cages
Whole world to embrace
What is faithful we really don’t know
What if we are where the evil comes from?
Our voices just not enough
Our voices are just a bluff
So take another step
Right in hell
We will be waiting
There as well
Let’s drink the poison
Oh helpless we
We will drink the poison
While waiting for you
Dream on
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Requiem for a freedom
04:22
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Requiem for a freedom
No fun for old host you can tell by his eyes
Coming new bricks that he will despise
Young boys and girls so promising so ready
To study new marvelous world
Under the care of old sly lady
And as always random little prick
Will unexpectedly unravel the trick
Your color flags waving all around me
Pretend to be happy pretend to be free
Clapping and smiling choking and buying
Celebrating and dying – ash is what we really are
Grab rope fuck hope
We had been sold long before we were born
Your free will is nothing but right to choose color of T-shirt
Thank god for that
We are so free to hate everyone everything
Everyone everything
We are so free to hate everyone everything
Everyone everything
I am a liar, coward and hypocrite
Who will tell he is not?
I pray everyday for my own decay
This is all I got, it’s all I got
Your retarded clowns horsing all around me
Pretend to be happy pretend to be free
Clapping and smiling choking and buying
Celebrating and dying – ash is what we really are
Grab rope fuck hope
We had been sold long before we were born
Freedom is nothing but we still want more
Claim to fight for it, tell me what for?
It’s pretty illusion, the same as a god
Blindly regard it, I refuse
I will not pray to it standing silently in awe
You think you have it but you’re free no more
you’re free no more.
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