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Temple Of Victory
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Survival
02:49
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An indifferent sun will mock this land
Each breath choked by rising tides
The displaced caged and farmed like cattle
Humanity waged against the numbing of time
Is this survival?
Waiting and hoping
Is this survival?
Accepting despair
Nature’s peace will consume
Denial lights the coward’s way
towards obliteration
Sold as a spectre, but fed on a drip
Crushed by the sanctity of capital worship
Hollowed out and left to spoil
Beneath the pavement there is no beach
Is this survival?
The monotony of talk
Is this survival?
Accepting despair
With silence and inaction we bury the spark
That tomorrow lies in flux, this is just the start
Will you submit or learn to fight?
And celebrate violence as a binding tool
Fracture and puncture, dismantle the facade
It’s the only war worth fighting for…
Submission to profit will swallow the earth
From pipeline to factory rupture the heart
Resist indifference, this is survival
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Devotion
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Liberty
02:07
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Kings colours, stars and stripes
and the blister of phosgene mornings
Liberty built on a million dead
Through the cold eyes of profit
Freedom reclaims all
Liberation through devastation
Flesh torn, corroded thought
The road to success
paved over skulls of infants
Promised paths now silhouettes
and charred across the smouldering rubble
Bow your head, place your pride
in the rows of makeshift crosses
Again, again and again… until the well runs dry
Plundered in peace, served up in war
Morality’s knife switched around the back
Another carpet bomb in the colours of a rainbow
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Discipline
05:22
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Etched in closing worlds
of promise and certainty
Iron and concrete piled in shadow
Where possession preys
on impoverished thought
Decimation for productivity
Stunted by fear
and ordered anxiety
We feed on the necessity
to plunder flesh and earth
for surplus we will never see
to pursue desolation
for a “broken” system
warped in a divining mirror
Leathered skin and thinning air
Throats narrowed with thickened ash
How could it be more clear?
That the dirt we churn for others
Forms the ditch they’ll turn us in
Driven down to ligament and bone
Decimation for productivity
The way has narrowed
The weight of old
has shed its meaning
The way has narrowed
Capitulation or discipline?
Tracsend presumption
Free our minds
from their prisons we built
Abolish your co-operation
Grind away their fallacy
Crush the abstract parasite
and all its obfuscation
Butchery, murder, prophets of rot
The falling sky leaves no room for talk
But these hands of struggle
will answer the call
Profit or life?
Profit or life?
Profit or life?
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Retribution
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7. |
Guilded Cage / Sanctuary
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8. |
Vacant Paradise
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9. |
Idolatry
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10. |
Contempt
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