from by Toothgnasher




V 1
This is my fist in the air, my sign of protest
Awaiting a state of civil war
Salvation returning,
we aren’t slaves
This is my voice so loud, my call of unrest
Take a listen you’ll hear, a message to a weakening crowd
Stand and die or be dead anyway
We aren’t for sale
Unbinding of hands, one shot for democracy
Cutting off chains on a nation in atrophy.
Propagate the change, display though we hardly define
We will not be hard to see
My revolution,
the sudden impact of change
Motis operandi, we will not live In a cage
We are the end of resolve
We will not die unless free.

V 2
This is our fist in the air; let it signify, by meaning, we care.
Bringing out a violent rebuttal,
Our Semper Fidelis: we aren’t for sale.

This is our voice so loud, a call to the def
No tyranny will stop us now,
Our progeny unfit, to see a need for revolt
We will not be caged
This is our litany; tomorrow will not be the same
We are machine of machination, we did not make
This is our battle cry, so take stance
Our children, our future, in need of defense,
This is our fist in the air, justify
a justice of two percent, who cannot care
we are a nation, equally behind,
we will not be slaves

This is my battle ground
This is the state of my mind
I can see something off, I cannot define,
Right here before me,
And yet I feel so blind

This is my battle ground,
The endless need for change,
Dire is the state,
Standing before us all,
And yet we feel so blind


from Machtmenschen, released January 1, 2012



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