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Last Things

 

Last Things

(الألبوم: WWIII - 2003)


"The constant realization of dominance results in fear"

Wake up tired with a mouth full of nothing
Deceived, distressed by the truth they've been withholding
Televisionary, popular identity
Getting closer to the minute of our gravity

I sometimes ask myself: did I speak my mind
Or shut my mouth?
Was I a follower, a leader, insignificant
Mere shadow of a ghost bearing innocence?

Constative voices preach
Talk of truth in their political speak
Carry on 'til they're blue in the face
And my point of view has lost its place

Last things
Did I give nothing in return?
Stand up for a cause?
Give permission to a mute war?

Call me ignorant, maybe I was never smart
Like a wolf running high on adrenaline
All the while in the din with a low hum
Rising up, growing loud, I can hear them

Religious, left and right
Power hungry heads of state
Melancholy death fall of our nemesis
Strong will survive, or so say our presidents

Constative voices preach
Talk of truth in their political speak
Carry on 'til they're blue in the face
And my point of view has lost its place

Last things
Did I give nothing in return?
Stand up for a cause?
Give permission to a mute war?

43242 Code 1
Troops move forward, let it all be done
Beginning of the end, soil has been tread
Mother, daughter, father, son, sky burns death
Premonition, television, stuttering indecision
We the people, citizens, lies are being force-fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets
When, where does the sacrifice end?

We're falling fast from the war inspired
Double-standard idiots
Helter-skelter henchmen
Consequences catastrophic

Lead us not into temptation with your
Damning words and glorified hatred

A vengeful lineage
We will bear alone to our death

Constative voices preach
Talk of truth in their political speak
Carry on 'til they're blue in the face
And my point of view has lost its place

Last things
Did I give nothing in return?
Stand up for a cause?
Give permission to a mute war?

43242 Code 1
Troops move forward, let it all be done
Beginning of the end, soil has been tread
Mother, daughter, father, son, sky burns death
Premonition, television, stuttering indecision
We the people, citizens, lies are being force-fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets
When, where does the sacrifice end?
Does the sacrifice end?
Does the sacrifice end?
Last things
Does the sacrifice end?
Last things

"The constant realization of dominance results in fear"

43242 Code 1
Troops move forward, let it all be done
Beginning of the end, soil has been tread
Mother, daughter, father, son, sky burns death
Premonition, television, stuttering indecision
We the people, citizens, lies are being force-fed
Money, power, cruelty, blood is shed in our streets
When, where does the sacrifice end?

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