the subtle path of progress tells truth from froad a vision invoked into lie by hammer, sickle and sword armed revolution - the only solution paradise
Call ages of extortion Hail champions of conversion Sail mountain ridge and ocean Fall pounce on every portion Rule demon over supplier More ravenous
Concrete turns moisture Deflated tankers Liquid steelyards All angles collapse And it fits into a circle that starts to revolve From Hoover Dam to Dnyeproges
Erase all borders, cultural esperanto Let the people be paupers and the customer king A stable market exclusive for cosmopolitical elites May the plebs
Pure encharting reconception of self-vindictive truth Over-eating expectation a subregarding sleuth seems to open for correction the understudied mind
Who opened the door for the democrator? And how come he let in the market-conquistadors? Why is he acting as if he has something to hide? The privilege
[Originally performed by Dr. Know] Thursday morning at 7 A. M. A young boy found dead in a garbage can When apprehended the police asked why "God told
The stone of the wise tricks Your eyes It's another breakthrough in homiletics There's been an attempt on ordinary lives Illfare administered by social
This is a day when everything's sick My tongue's stuck, my lungs burn all colors are sick This is everyday, I'll impose it on all To prove that I am
At the end of history Mengele's smiling Trading tanks and Stukas for piss or mucus Or whatever the substance that will do for the tests Where the human
From the pikes of the Inkas, from the abysses of Pamir From the Alps of the Old world, some things are clear, some things are not In the high mountain
Vessels sink, men go under I don't wanna die, it feels like cancer A bridge-collapse, a train that flies I'm scared of the screams that fill the skies
Their voices I writhe Bereft of silence My soul can't hide I cower No rule applies My former masters Now dethroned Sounds of laughterpandemonic Panic
capricies of my mighty will tells time to move or stand still the future waiting for my commands when I forge a total land total solution total man
Frogs croak, frogs croak for all From the dark grass outside, you can hear them call Satan is laughing, he is laughing at us all Look at the toiling
conductor of ashes the structure of fear mythic malignance the realm of screams the sacrifice is formalized by demand of his dreams we are subject to
the long due union of east and west freedom and peace brought on peaople's request but the halo is solied and the cabbage's gone sour teuton tantrums
Vitaminimal escape from parity stole my nightmares to distribute for charity Discouraged option to request amends severe reprisal from gore-texR and
