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language of deceit
01:29
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they sit on thrones of
our blood and flesh and bone
and monger aspiration and apathy.
and they've trained us so well
deceived by broken promises
of a life we'll never know.
their words don't match their lips.
when they speak, they speak the language of deceit.
and just look how fast you'll turn,
turn your backs on each other
for a bigger piece of the lies.
no gods.
no masters.
never again.
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there's no remedy.
these disasters are of their creation
and they're selling you a snake oil called hope.
there are no saviors on the ballot.
how quickly we forget the lessons of the past.
there is no truth to their promised land.
we're never going to see the light.
it's a comfortable fiction that breeds complacency.
we're never going to see the light.
there's no honesty peddling fantasies to the desperate
and there's no innocence in willful ignorance.
the lies we've told ourselves to dream away the nightmares...
the lies we've told ourselves to sleep at all.
each passing day it becomes more clear
that "we will never be free until we seize it (for) ourselves"
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we wont be held hostage
we wont be consumed by fantasies of ascension
we’re sick - sick of isolation, and despair
survival at what cost
but we will stay vigilant. we will explore.
find the cracks, and from within
‘turn the soil where we stand’
and plant the seed(s) of revolution(s)
there can be no freedom
without the destruction
of their temples, their palaces,
the kingdoms in their name
there’s no futility, only necessity
to resist their continued existence
dismantle all these systems of coercion
whatever it takes.
whatever it takes.
rejoice in their failure(s) and subvert their dream(s),
make a better world from the rubble of the last,
bring every aspect of our lives to a state of insurrection.
there can be no freedom
without the destruction
of their temples, their palaces,
the kingdoms in their name
there will be no peace
until their thrones
built of our blood, flesh and bones
are turned to dust
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we must denounce these omnipotent
free market gods, as they care for nothing
but the accumulation of 'wealth' from
our hands to theirs. from our hands to theirs
so too we must cast away
these gods of empire, as they care for nothing
but the accumulation of power from
our hands to theirs
from our hands to theirs
or from their graves to us
so no more patience
no more compromise
level the playing field - arm yourselves
against the violence of everyday life;
the constant threat of force
bearing down from above
"non-violence plays a function of recuperating social struggles, of taking out their teeth, making them harmless so that they can just sort of exist in this cesspool of democratic plurality, in which everything is ok, nothing can really be challenged or changed, and ideas and opinions can be expressed infinitely without ever really having any real impact, and without really translating into action." (peter gelderloos)
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we can envy power or we can help to dismantle it.
you've shown your true colours.
so bow down, lick the fucking boot,
be disgraced for your treachery
so carry on, eyes gouged
self inflicted. self imposed naivety.
blind to injustice. blind to reality.
so carry on eyes gouged...
bury your head in shame. you've made your choice.
in neutrality you've chosen the enemies of liberation.
you're nothing but cowards clinging to the shadows of the past.
so carry on, eyes gouged
self inflicted. self imposed naivety
blind to injustice. blind to reality
some bridges are better burned
no more apologies, no more apologists
fuck your white fragility. fuck this toxic masculinity.
fuck this boys club. let it burn & take a stand.
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6. |
no pasaran (1936)
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they’re coming, just as they’ve come before
on the backs of our fears and our discontent
no pasaran!
no pasaran!
beat them back with righteous violence
and hang their leaders high.
no pasaran!
this is the deed of fascists:
to silence and control
to prey on the weak
and to enslave the poor
no pasaran!
no pasaran!
beat them back with righteous violence
and hang their leaders high
no pasaran!
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7. |
(re)visionaries
06:30
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this dystopia is so fucking cliche
an all encompassing panopticon
a prison in disguise
old sins cast long shadows
but the memories fade
and we're left with routine
now we're never alone
you can see a complacency
empty smiles and empty eyes
revisions to history
is this what we crave?
bigger cages and longer chains?
or will we wake before this nightmare ends..
these silhouettes on the wall
tell us everything is fine.
silhouettes on the walls..
everything is fine..
is this what we crave?
bigger cages longer chains?
this is what we crave...
everything is fine...
this is what we crave.
everything is fine.
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