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Vestige
02:07
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I remember
when cruel gusts of wind bent our tree into unusual shapes
I see that past reflected on sheets of aluminum
Laughing, I set the past ablaze
along with the ships on the beaches
charred bits of timber float among chunks of ice and are carried
back. by the tide. to the shore
it's not a wound, it's not a weakness
it's just a shame and it's a scar
I remember
when salad days withered away under imperial overreach
I see that past reflected on the rusted helms of soldiers
Laughing, I set that past ablaze
along with the ships on the beaches
charred bits of timber float among chunks of ice and are carried back . by the tide. to the shore
where I turn. committed.
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Flayed Alive
02:11
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I'm bleeding You stole my boots
I'm being eaten You stole my tools
I'm choking You stole my home
I'm starving Now you accuse
I'm not alone in this hell
you hold no working scale
I'd say a simple act
Could take care of you
Could get rid of you
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Jackhammer
03:36
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I'm aware of your frustration | I'm aware I speak unbidden.
Still I find no solace | still you smash my presses
despite which words I utter | she lies in the gutter
We need a light to shine down | on the corpses
which are piling up regardless
regardless of our silence
Forgive the tone | the tools I use
A spotlight .Jackhammer. A cocktail. A fire.
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Lurch
02:01
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Under a rock. A hundred miles wide
withering bodies piled deep
nine deep
scratch at surfaces
respected but unneeded
In their minds
the stone from which they suckle
obfuscated
is close enough to touch
connected but unstable
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Harvest
02:04
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When will you repent
The sins of memory
Like ancestors of memory
That brought the fruits of victory
to our aisles
and the bodies to the streets, to the churches
and even the churches abhorred the violence
Why are your guns shining?
Our tables,
plentiful
with the harvest.
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Skull Clinic
01:40
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Wearing new balance shoes in bourgeois Venezuela
Petro propaganda, sub-zero Alabama
how many millions in bourgeois Venezuela
sub-zero Alabama?
When they come there's no time to run
no time for fun. create some bloody mayhem
when they come no time to run
so grab a gun. create some bloody mayhem
They're coming for you
Don't forget who threw the first brick
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Flying Columns
02:02
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Blue, black, or silver, the shirts speak the same
from the likes of you who stare with beady eyes
clutch with grasping hands and hold nothing
corrosive, corrosive
What keeps you poor?
Because a rich man | Red woman in a river
has more than he needs | Frank Ryan please deliver
Legions of brave souls who knew the risks
sought no reward from the likes of us
who hold on for dear life
tenacious, tenacious
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March On The Crown
02:47
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Dozens, no, hundreds. Of headstones knocked over. amidst the rubble of burnt out mosques
and hate-filled graffiti in this very city
well they've made us aware this is the new normal
We can't allow it. we've got some demands.
I stand beside you as we march hand in hand
as we raise our fists tears fall down our face
with red flags waving,we take this place
Is this the new world. born of the old world.
bitter and alien. hangs like a nightmare.
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9. |
Walk With Me
02:16
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burn the body.
01:26
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i burn the body
i need to watch
the skin crack and bubble
that body is mine
i burn the body
no sweat escapes my brow
no stray thought perverts my gaze
i’m gonna jump up behind him
lay him flat like the great plains
all according to plan
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