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Don't Speak For Me
03:00
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Cut at the throat with a dull knife and sever the head with time
While apocalyptic engineers and tyrants rule the globe, a brand name cuts everyone in line.
Aligning colossal fossil fuel minds and the death of our future right before our eyes
Trump cards and rich men don't speak for me
You're a cancer spreading, a blanket covered in disease for your so called enemies
Please, don't speak for me
A new dawn is upon us, delegates in bed with racist pigs
A future distorted, a past erased, the confusion and sway
In some way we are all victims of a fucked up nation state
Their houses, a regressive nightmare
An outdated whitewashed parade of shit
Don't speak for me
You've made the bed you lie in
An empire for you to die in
JSOC, Blackwater, Cointelpro, new watergates, slave wage, or the trump show
Narcissistic foreign communication hissy fit demonstrations, expanding wars and drone strikes or mercenary covert operations
Your iterations don't speak for me
Your blood stained policies don't speak for me
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No Love From Above
03:35
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No Religion is my religion, or a lack-there-of
I'm a Secular Humanist who doesn't need convincing
Anti-theistic with compassionate thinking
I don't need anything above me to make me love
Empathetic to the bone
I draw lines at myths that rival blood from stone
Death is final to me
It doesn't have to be to you
That's fine with me, because our eyes are not the same
Our eyes don't see the same
I don't need a god to love me
I reject any faith that oppresses freely
In the name of planted love.
Mixed with the minds of outdated fruit practiced as a truth seed
I don't need a god to love
I don't need a god to look down on me
I don't need your belief forced upon me
I don't need a god to love me
I don't need your god to love me
I don't need a god to love
You don't need a god to love
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In the face of vast spectrums of incompetence
I'll burn any banner without remorse or repentance
If the colors represent genocide and hostility
I won't claim fabric, decals, or any other
Representation of supremacy
No hope, no change, so we make everything great again
Same system, same worry
We beat a dead horse
By telling the same story:
Glory and guts will get the job done
Alpha-male scenarios surrounding to crush rationality
Fluff pieces of aggression and bloody teeth of war
Dripping on classified pages
A megalomaniacs perception
Of their position being courageous
Burning your world, burning my world.
Another scorched earth view for you, another scorched earth view for me
The bewildered herd marches on..
To the beat of a broken drum
High stakes for the courts with an extended future
Still outfoxed by murdoch's monarchs
And mentally beaten until numb
Lies softened as 'falsehoods' and 'false-truths' distract us from their prey
Overzealous christian white men becomes the theme of the day.
A new war is coming. chickens, they come home to roost.
The same proxy wars bring the world instability and trade coups.
Sackings become commonplace and thin skin gets to choose who is worthy and who is trash.
Who is illegal and who's first class
Well, fuck you
The future remains unwritten and I claim the right to say:
Fuck you and your move on standing rock
Fuck you and your infested administration waging war on reason and education
Fuck everything you stand for and your call for more war
I vehemently oppose your hostile views on immigration
I believe no one is illegal, I believe everyone is equal
I believe
This is the age of dirty wars, we reap what you sow
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Metaphors For Murderers
06:21
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Oh, you care who's fucking who?
Well, I'm not one to turn away from cheap shots or comrades on chopping blocks
A new face isn't new blood
The deal is done and he's not the only one that won
A clean sweep for the same old stronghold and majority headlocks for the young, for the bitter, for the old ones left in the cold
You've all been bought and sold again my friends
World leaders with nukes aimed at our heads their books of death violently written and exclusively totalitarian read
A 45 to their heads..
The people choose their minds
A love for the rights of all, a new path for equality
And to the heads of the alt right:
We'll cut if you cut until you bleed out and die
A 45 for the 45th
I deny your arrogance
I refuse to fit your empirical mold
I defy your visions of the self grandiose
And the power you hold
A 45 to their heads
A 45 for the 45th
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Iodine Recordings is an underground indie label from Boston, MA since 1998.
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