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Can you feel it?
Speechless heat
Raising hairs and breaking sweat
Can you feel it?
Child again
Coward witness, watching yet
Injustice burns like their tear gas
To masks, to masks, to hide your face.
Hide your tears.
Are you ready to fight back?
They'll come, they'll come, they won't relent
No choice left
Remember watching, fixed in fear?
They do not heed our pleading tears
What use have we for more victims
When they are judge and witnesses?
Can you stand it? Not this time
Vengeance calls for those who died
There's no-one coming to stop this
So to arms and clenched fists
Can you feel it?
Take control
No cog turns but we will it so
Can you stand it?
Say this rhyme
Not here, not now, not this time
Never again is now.
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You call for peaceful conduct from behind a riot shield
We know no higher power to petition or appeal
It's order, not peace, for which you howl and moan
And we'll give you none of either 'til there's justice for our own
[chorus]
Fuck false peace, never kneel
No compromise with a ring of steel
Fuck false peace, when will you learn?
We'll lay down arms when it's on our terms
Do you think that they are joking when they state their lethal cause?
Do you think that they'll play by the rules when they don't need you anymore?
You'll share our graves and bear the blame for the monster that you've nursed
So in the ashes of your cities remember they struck first
[chorus]
You don't see the danger because you're not in their sights
I see long knives and broken glass waiting out of sight
You talk about their free speech? It's just fascism by stealth
We have no real freedom if we can't defend ourselves
Your politics are play acting on a stage behind a wall
Just a tragedy of cowardice played to an empty hall
What use is there in theatre for those who go unseen?
What platform do we owe them? Just a noose from which to swing
[chorus]
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Years in the dark, now the sunlight burns
Bloodied from the morning's lashes
The joy, the rage, the flames so bright
As this prison burns to ashes
Your hangman's hearts and bloodied hands
Just give us an excuse
It's no price for all we lost
We still queued to tie the noose
All of my darkest thoughts
Still speak with your voice
The lashes on my back
Still spell out your name
the sparks and shards, through gunshots and in flames
Bent bars and broken chains
The fear is old, those locks and walls
Are rusted and now spent
Take solace, friends, they did their worst
And we'll outlive them yet
Here I stand among broken bars
With all my wounds open again
Better bleeding, free to heal
Than ten more years in chains
Hark! Hark!
Wings of fire turn this cage to ash
Hark! Hark!
Let the light of burning prisons guide our way
It's no price but it's all you've got
A last prayer and a last gunshot
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Worship the Worms
05:46
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Worthless vapid human cancer
Tiny man, big ego
Intolerable fascist scum
Fuck off or die!
Long for the past, stagnant by design.
Crushed beneath the wheel of time
The lesson taught but never learned;
A lecture hall filled with fascist corpses
But there's room for more.
Worship the worms who crawl beneath the soil,
The remnants of your mythic past are found in their excrement.
Venerate the maggots who feast upon your flesh.
Worship the worms,
Worship the worms,
Worship the fucking worms.
How is it you always lose to the weakest of the weak?
Where is your superiority?
Are you not the strong? Are you not the mighty?
Are you not the inheritors of the earth?
Masturbate over your supremacy while your walls fall around you.
Dragged once again
Into the shadows.
Back where you belong,
Your cries muffled, your dreams broken,
And you, universally despised.
Worship the worms, innumerable they are;
Your past and future are one, digested and trod upon.
Venerate the maggots who thrive on your demise.
The forces of time,
The countless legions,
Worship the fucking worms.
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Falling
05:08
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And so it is, so it always was,
To plunder is to be free.
Slaughter the innocent, contort your mind,
Learn to serve faithfully.
We are diseased!
Falling into entropy!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
We are diseased!
Destroy the mountains, defile the sea
All in service of a few.
Our planet claimed by the wealthy,
With nothing left for you.
We are diseased!
A pale reason to be!
We are diseased!
Falling to entropy!
Fading,
Fading into the past
I feel the future slipping away.
Fading into the past
I feel our future slipping away.
Reject hatred
Reject greed
Reject bigotry
Reject yourself
The Earth will reject us, if we don't reject ourselves.
We are falling.
Falling, falling.
We will perish, immortalized
Architects of our own demise
There's so much more we can be
End this charade already.
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The City
02:12
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Come one and all, heed salvation's call,
With those sins, all you'll win is the infernal fall.
Gather all around, kids, who wants to bid
On the lover of the Father, it's the best there is.
Well, you don't need all that green.
How far can you reach into those deep pockets of yours?
You sate our need, you sate our greed.
You're the hand that feeds the mouth that eats that soul of yours.
We're gonna deconstruct that morality,
So we can reshape your mortality.
We're gonna build a whole new reality,
Keep it safe beneath the City.
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Sacral Boston, Massachusetts
Sacral (adj) - Pertaining to sacred rites or observances.
Often refers to the second chakra,
which relates to emotion, creativity, self-expression, sexuality, and emotional well-being.
While "sacral" is usually pronounced with a long A (SAY-krull), the band name is pronounced with a short A (SACK-rull) to emphasize its common root with "sacrificial."
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