Across Five Years Testo

rise

written signed off in the obituary
what happened to us

where's your anger
where's your fucking rage
watered down senses lost
lazy priveledged denial and self gratified
a tradition passed down to our blood stained hands

give in
give up
rise

contented to lie in our boring vomit
suggesting arrangements while others are dying

stand up
fight back

how many starving millions have to die on our front doorsteps
how many dying millions have to crawl to our front doorsteps
where' youranger
where's your fucking rage
watered down senses lost
where's your anger
where's your fucking rage
content and corrupted contrived and disgusting
dig a hole it's all over
forget the words and good intentions
unless we rise
tear it down
rise