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The Race

 

The Race

(album: Will To Power - 2017)


I heard there was a place where we're all one race
Color, gender, age never could dictate
I saw there was a time when we valued all life
Nobody oppressed, everyone had rights
Suddenly
In an age where the distance between us is binary
All we see
Is an internal war, friendly fire in the sky and respect on the floor

Constricting like a heart attack
A mythomaniac on the loose in the streets
Blood boiling with the burning heat
Of caustic defeat, now there's no turning back

Ha! So we laugh while the tides all turn
Maiting grey matter, voluntarily slaves
Always searching for the one real truth
So we can misconstrue it to suit our needs

Constricting like a heart attack
A mythomaniac on the loose in the streets
Blood boiling with the burning heat
Of caustic defeat, now there's no turning back

Ingesting, operant conditioning
Divine contamination, like lye on flesh it stings
Trust your leaders, trust the system, reproduce, repeat
Never question authority, never suspect deceit

Always on the run
Can't remember where we're running to
Or what we're running from but we're picking up speed
All the books and broadcast? Jettison!
Without their burden true ethics are freed
Extract the labels that lobotomize
And you'll realize we are all one
Fly or swim, fur or skin
We're alive! Abolitionists rise!

Constricting like a heart attack
A mythomaniac on the loose in the streets
Blood boiling with the burning heat
Of caustic defeat, now don't go turning back

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