Complicite Candide – that painful circle starts and ends with you. Thoughts old like the ritual of opression and humble flow through our bodies. The thoughts which were created neither by God nor by his helpers. The thoughts which seem too radical to those, who are scared of them. We are the anarchists but we weren´t born like that. Just a little difference could made our brains not to concern with politics of people who we had never met and they still concerned us. All we really need is our judgement and immediate liberation from society´s dogma.
We are served drugs on silver trays included government´s stamps. Obedience, job and possession. Don´t you like how you are treated? The same will happen to your child.
The plan to wholesociety rhythm is done. It won´t be problem violate all at once. The fanfares ring, we dry tears of our children. Faster and faster, who is late has a pitch, the holes are deep. The education is operated by computers, great democrats burn their bolshevik diplomas, at least small amount of government´s virus in every meal.
We want instant right to choose, but not your fucked game of voting. Captured and established right for wealth is what makes our heart warm. This collection of criminal shit, holy right for theft and extortion is what you call free market. How you dare to claim that we are living in freedom when you trample down every bud of individual evolution. We don´t want to pay taxes to your byrokratic hyena. Fuck off cops, good fed leaders and their servants. Don´t annoy us with this damned story about the best of the worst systems. Even we don´t need the achievements of city concentration camps. Those are your the most powerful weapons.
So fight for better life for your children. For faster cars than are yours, for more money earned per minute, for more TV channels.
Become the first again who will be cursed. Let you are the main reason for hate again. So fight. You buried your ideals under heap of cynism and dried up weeping. So don´t shit selfdestroying thesis into our heads. We determine our borders by ourselves. So keep your fear.
THE TOUGHT IS SAID AND ALIVE !
5 : 15 wake up the end of alcoholic dreaming a week begins the whole world works you are going to hate everyone around you again
head roars like bell you´ll drink liter of coffee again falling into thousands pieces this is what you call career!
It´s close with your car way find it as a blind your boss has the same suit as you have but a new car!
When you are talking about your superiors your blood boils but you like to cheers with them on company party.
Just work, retirement is closer Just work, your boss likes you Just work, your time belongs to the others Just work, the old machine can be replaced
You´ve hated your job since you were 18 higher education or your friends could help you reach their job position but it still depends on them how much you´ll get on food, booze and gas for your car.
Even you are that one who isn´t scared of hard work who is ready everytime even you are one from working class remember: you are doing it for the country!
You want to see your name written with capital letters like example for all cowards to change your truth and hope into vast revolution holding rescue and justice for everyone without difference.
In the name of peace and anarchy with gun in hands like endless illness of hoarsed preacher your truth for everyone and everywhere just for this moment - now!
New flag, new regime, law and right new victory and blood producing love and happiness like in the poem by red thugs
You want to compare with those who protect with a gun their lives and space, right to be heard with those, who fight against armies of their fascistic states you repeated it again like pupil vivisecting animal
When your revolution wins send the message into the world, statistics and balance of dead and disappointed I spit on your egoism and revolution holding pain remember, I will be always here and i will not start shooting until I´ll be able to hear the voice of mountains and feeding myself from this Earth
I´m a coward I believe in revolution in your and my head, in revolution without gun.
Crime and punishment, such easy like from a reading book for children your laws serve to you but they concern to all that´s why so many people are buried in jail where the time burns like a fire.
I´m asking how chance do I have? when will I send first man into prison and when will they send me there?
Punish mistakes Punish morality Punish death
but never say that because of me crime and punishment
Infect million bodies! with your culture infection about masturbation and success in civil service Let Goebbel´s children die! that sick voice bowes of words stolen out the drug of crowds
Art prostitution now! collaboration like a fun nails of oblivion deep into brain cities and houses are burning empty streets
Velvet voice fascitic tradition! the shit of crowds! the shit of crowds!
So pay and feed yourself let remain only bones just dead bones pay and feed yourself
Your spirit symbols ended on bills and you want to judge ours
Closed windows, ears are everywhere
Policemen, city, school, state so much mother care time for reeducation somebody had to start
Nerves like pieces of glass you won´t be given a speech brains made of cellophane a leaded breathe
Build the statue of liberty of explosive bombs!
Cops are born during eclipsion of sun believe only in your fear everybody knifes on neck one, two, three thank us, we spit on your back learn to breathe due to our rhythm!
Who are the people in the streets with rocks in their hands? those, who can´t lose anything, came for you we know as well for what purpose you keep police army deceived crowds want back their votes
Memorize as well the face of your leader he will knock you down on knees and many more and the flag of countries, which you admire so much were burned by the people like you are!
They will fuck you up again and again They´ll say, that you choose your future When you confide your life into hands of political hyenas.
So realize they will demand more and more your place in the system is indeep you mean absolute nothing for them only working power for keeping fight.
Again I´m just interested in what you´ll do when the last day come you´re trying hard longing for eternity will be the curse again like it were in old myths
You despise with your ancestors because they didn´t bring atomic age like you massive distress, violation and isolation in the form of state they taught their children to hear the voice of animals and you teach them to cut their meat
Once you said you were more than an animal because you can notice your history history made of blood and gold believed in your fucked victories neither truth nor lie just the death to which you´ve just put nearer
I know you fuck on me you won´t die in the rest in peace in your office your body will be kept alive till it´s possible your artificialy nourished head will watch your hunched children
But after that others will come who won´t see burning heat of sun again and they open your book again and time will be counted off like day and night come.