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*** banks of a river our places set
Tigris the Murray yet the wood isn’t wet
I’m waiting for water to cover the plain
but the banks are just concrete
water in vain
addiction to stories untold
to his-story’s disease
to coping with ease
to living this way
Supply me survival supply me my life
supply me denial ill be alright
the blood of the land soaks into salt
jacked by the fit of agricult
draw up the blood hit the fucking vain
distribute ecstasy – dilated rushing
the plains are dry dead and diseased
the wood isn’t wet the water is in vain
the water is not free**
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**may we scream,
heartfelt, it is not yet a farce
But is this medium just tunnel vision?
Or a means to an end?
we’re still screaming today
because the screamers of yesterday
did just that; screamed
value the creation of culture, but let us sing songs of joy,
songs of pain, resistance and celebration
because we can choose to not just make art
but move our bodies as swords
our words, our pictures, our poetry are symbols – beautiful unrestrained
the image of resistance is cheap
image is cheap, fill the gaps
in our souls, our emptiness
make what you want to hold onto
and physically destroy the rest
take note of deep hypocrisies,
the ones that actually hold us back,
this talk, this patch but lack of attack
Cuz symbols never fucking changed a thing
symbols are not swords, do not deliver blows
may we unleash beauty, and not be clouded by its haze,
and thrash as a sword in night and in day.**
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Arson
02:43
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*Into the shadows
As darkness heeds the night in a landscape chiseled
brisk air clears the streets of its daily filth
red fades to black fades to pale of moon
where in this city roam the wolf?
Sickness either destroys or evolves
to something new uncontrollable
a species survival rests here
on the shoulders of the night
a rage let it glisten in your eye
let it inspire your fears to dissipate
let it burn that which stifles
here in the night, every night now
out of sight
a vengeance is what we become
taste the threat inside
release it the hungry wolf inside
a spark is a new beginning
light a tinder let it burn
watch it grow a warm glow
disappear into the shadows
daily renewal from the daily disease
incite the burning through night’s breeze
daily renewal from the daily disease
catapult history**
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The Aussie Swasi
03:43
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* City life drown me in your lights
And when the smog parts from the darkened sky
Can you even see the stars?
If we lost this artificial beam could you even point to me
The ones you’ve stolen for national pride?
The southern cross is a star constellation, fuck your sign of nationalism
This aussie shwati, you wear it and your dead to me
Another nation built on hate, can’t relate
A stolen presence a conversation a direction
It’s out of your reach and for everyone
Inspiration must succumb desecrate your symbolism
In this now. On your ride, on your arm, this national pride
Disarm.*
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Creating Dangerous Bonds
05:26
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* Isolation
A paranoid feeling that consumes
Where do I go from here?
I don’t wanna disappear
And lose the only community I’ve ever had
Dangerous bonds
Too dangerous for a risk?
at what cost?
A city slides inevitably along
No fucking questions
Who do you trust?
How do we cross this bridge?
Open your eyes in morning light
where do you stand?
Fear will not rule my life
Sever this seclusion
That gets under our skin
Between our bodies
enters our minds
You are not alone
Sever this seclusion
We are not alone
Alone? Scared? Watched? Bitter?
How to erase this from our experience of war…*
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To Exist
02:35
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* our heads are hung
from our hearts
to oblivion
shame must drive us
sometimes aching
constricts my veins
constricts my throat
we are insane
can we look at each other?
In stolen spaces
Stolen lands
We cant and we don’t
A fear
Of apathy
A fear of the world
Of the police state
Makes me inside curl
So drown
In this social womb
Cry as our babies do
Im just gonna walk
Im just gonna run
I just gonna stay right right here
Just cuz we have to exist*
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* no silence, no excuse
don’t let me veil my privilege in my shame
I am a part of this
I am not separate from this pathology
to feel alive, in a world that destroys
your ability to thrive
to be confident in who you are
to not take on the lies of the patriarch
to speak for yourself and let no one else
take that away
to support your friends support their own minds
against a sexist world not just to survive
to take it all down the rapists and men
that make life hell to battle within
and out of your skin confronting myself
execute the rapist torture the cop
this medieval shit just cannot persist
hold the fire within
I’s make up we Eyes let them see
I’s are a culture Eyes are defense
I’s can confront Now we offend*
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8. |
Terra Not Terror
05:12
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* What do you know about terror?
What do you know about loss?
What do you feel inside when the sacrosanct is lost?
Can you find a place inside
An empathy? A sadness?
Can we recognise a final act of war?
Ungovernable is a people without your words
Unforgivable this country’s silence
Uncontainable as a way of life
So we live in a colonised country
And they slowly rape the lands
Intervene on the rapists every way we can
The emergency has landed, 10 more fucking years
Send chaos into the hearts and minds
Of those willing to destroy all there is
All resistance is revenge
And its all that we can send
Revenge will not repair
The past is done
Blood lust is our revenge
Hate filled we will avenge
This culture is accountable CEOs accountable
a government accountable
Lets not talk ourselves out of this*
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Worlds Fade Away
06:15
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