New World Fodder
When you're lying on your back under the foot of brutalityand gagging on the stockpile of junkleft by past generations and apathetic mentalityyou can't help feel like you got the short end of the stickwhen will we ever walk without a crutchand live to exist and finally put away our fistsbe a thief or a pauper, the choice is up to youif the cause is sincere we're already halfway throughThieve back! what they've stolen from youGive back! the shit they've given to youAttack! confront the problems they makeDon't react! cause we're lost if we waitCold war? No war? it's all the fucking sameIt's done a little bit quieter so no one will complaintheir structure has nothing to do with matter, time and spaceso to live within a system is such a fucking wasteIf you look inside yourself, at everything that's realyou see systems are two dimentional, they soon lose their appealSystems are incorperal they don't really existThey're unnatural constructions that are natural to resist!Thieve back! what they've stolen from youGive back! the shit they've given to youLet's fight! let's fight with our heartsUnite! we shoudln't be apartIt's up to us, anarchists belive in a higher orderand a non-coercive way of life.To litter our over crowded decaying cities with our literatureto heckel and drown out the speeches of corrupt leadersthat come to our towns and spew forth their wretched de-evolutionarybullshit.And hold demonstrations, as small as they may be,to let the state know we're still here in 1996and we're not going to sit backand watch them destroy what little we have left to grasp onto.LET THEM KNOW WE'RE HERE!Some nights I dream of mutilated politicians on polesheadless officers of the almighty lawbloated bankers choking on moneythe hungry feeding off pigs' corpsesthe wonderful smell of racist's rotten flesh on fireOPPRESSORS BE WARNED: ALL DREAMS COME TRUE SOMEDAY
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