Lyrics:
way of life
One by one
Necessities out of reach
Replaced by crumbling roads
And endless wars
Machine man work my land
Enrich my mega conglomerate
Kill
Godlike descendants
Bionic brains fueled by primal malevolence
Forward to combat
Great sapiens war machine
From star to burning star
We reap
Come baptize
Ebbing eyesight in chlorine clouds
Stealing away barbed wire shrouds
Mowed down in mud by machine gun fire
Trapped and strangled in barbed wire
out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun, learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too high on your own supply
Get burnt by the sun
'Cause in the city
high
On your own supply
Get burnt by the sun
Cause in the city of dreams
You get caught up
In the schemes
And fall apart in the seam
Tonight
Pain.
The Shame
On Towards Desolation
Led By War Machines
Death To Mercy
Warlords Have Gathered Their Soldiers
Of Right
The Crusader Flag Of Insanity
details
Secret meeting behind the door
Paranoid men amazed by war
Guess the symbolic code
Targets will soon explode
Hydrogen bombs, doomsday machine
Crush
Weapons and war machines,
Ripped out of all of our dreams,
Left in despair, deprived of freedom
Whatever that may be?
Nor the gods nor the saints
love. Life before robotics. Machine and man waging war. Can't override my circuit boards. c tool for corporate interests. Cryogenic demise. Cybernetics
Unity is powerful
Lights go out walls come tumbling down!
The competition is a colour TV
We're on still pause with the video machine
That keep you
of avarice
Indifferent war machine in all its violent glory
A callous iron god born to reign
Tar-black ejaculate
The seminal bile of conspiracy
It won't be long now till scientists
Program a soul into the A.I.
Accelerated by tools of war
Our science is religion
To bring you back into
machine…
Don’t need no machine…
Skatta Verse:
my dons make war dubs don’t get on that line up
It gets dark like turning the lights off
Get off your
war
No machine gun
No bombing
No destruction
No more
Rather live a good life
Then die by a sword
If I got to be filthy
Tho be rich
I'll be clean
bombing Ukraine!
Stop greasing the war machines,
All they do is protect people's greed,
Kicking people out of their homes isn't right,
Starvation man
you'll see I'm right
It's not too late
This machine really flies
We could take to the skies
We could drive slow
By the Lake
Baby make no mistake
yuh business, dat's business
Warlord nuh business, everybody dead
Mi try fi hold di peace and war buss inna mi head
Mi just decide fi rub out from
'cause Unity is powerful,
Lights go out, walls come tumbling down!
The competition is a color T-V
We're on still pause with the video machine
That
Unity is powerful
Lights go out walls come tumbling down!
The competition is a colour TV
We're on still pause with the video machine
That keep you
of a deen
My skin tone is aubergine
I'm a war machine
Sinner who's casted all the stones
He can manage, but with a home team advantage
Most people don't
the means
Which pumps more fuel into the war machine
While the countrymen and women start rotting in the fields
They use the opportunity to strike lucrative
The war for oil
Never gonna end
As they fight
To fuel the machine
A weapon’s locker opened easy
But is so hard to close again
The gears of the war
No mercy for the fucking signers
Corrupted by power of lie
The destiny lord will not forgive
The empire machines will succumb
creation against
ass up
I'ma get in the other car"
"Aight"
If there's beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means nothin' to me
I'll ride by and blow ya
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