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Plague/Resistance
04:01
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A plague, resistance – We are what we are
New hope, persistent – We are what we are
A fire, my yearning – We are what we are
Dead soil keeps burning – We are what we are
Humanity, Bastard of Death and Misery
Exploit the weak, seed nothing but agony
Ruler of violent insanity
It’s time to tear you apart
I refuse your man-made hierarchy
I disrespect your selfish ways
I turn my back on oppressive tradition
Freedom for the enslaved is my ambition
(Freedom for the enslaved)
A plague, resistance – We are what we are
New hope, persistent – We are what we are
A fire, my yearning – We are what we are
Dead soil keeps burning – We are what we are
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No Tolerance
01:33
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Recrimination is your argumentation
Following a dead image of a dead nation
Leading you into a world of desperation
Dying alone between hatred and frustration
I despise your so called ideologies
I despise your stupid fascist dreams
I despise your so called heroes
Zero tolerance for zeros
(I despise your stupid fascist dreams)
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Chains of Repression
02:58
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Constrained by the chains of repression
Police violence
systematically constructed by the state
Constituted oppression
Hammers of justice forge your fate
Criminalized because of your actions
For the innocent and the weak
Actions driven by compassion
To act for those who can’t speak
A scapegoat has to be made
Legal campaign blurred in the haze
of terror and hate
Authority – exploited and purchased
To decimate “disturber” and to lay waste
Your body – locked up and isolated
Your soul – depressed by the turmoil
they’ve created
Your mind – still strong and free
You can’t destroy us, you can’t destroy me
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Social Harm
04:24
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Flickering lights on empty streets
Searching warmth in a cold breeze
Surrounded by strangers with cruel eyes
Passionless, their hearts are cold as ice
Suffocating on their stupid arrogance
Afraid to give us just one single chance
Poisoned bodies, poisoned veins
Afraid of freedom, afraid of change
Such as birds with clipped wings
Happy with their golden cage
And they are looking down on us
Empty lives, forever lost
And they think we have to envy them
But we never wanted to be like them
We don´t want to be like them - Never
We don´t want to be like them
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