Land of Treason - The Germs.mp3
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[00:05.735]Land of treason—waste no reason—we are breathing fire[00:09.768]We're packs of dogs—we're enemies of men—we are not desired[00:13.225]Our faces show—we've grown cold—but have not conspired[00:17.001]Old hearts gone—the suture's on—mother nations mired[00:20.749]I like a receptacle for the chosen dead, we find our bodies clawed[00:24.524]And with the scent of death, we find that we are not so very awed[00:32.024]Loyalties burned—the words are blurred—overturn your own[00:35.785]Walk the dogs and watch the doors—have your other stone[00:39.554]Stop the toys that march disordered—calculate the thrones[00:43.569]Feel the pulse descending—decaying hallowed tomes[00:47.069]In the starving sense you worship—the nations of debris[00:51.084]You wear a cost of sewage—that you've never even seen[00:58.844]The time is now—the vicious here—a stolen dinner code[01:02.605]The license of the savage land—that you've always sold[01:06.367]So bite the hand that needs you and bless another coal[01:10.163]The virus never issues—from a cotton so very old[01:13.958]As the lights come down and the guilty blaze; another sort of road[01:17.975]You wash your hands and start to climb the ladder that you stole[01:25.754]Slip the latch—and spin the sword—the money lords are poor[01:29.529]Push the tank—that rolls downhill—their sense of doom absorbed[01:33.299]Still the cat that breaks the night—tie him to the core[01:37.063]Chase the virtue that believes—that what's right is scored[01:40.891]It's a senseless cash in of right for right—what's wrong is never gone[01:44.678]And left is just a bastion for the fools golden dawn
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