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When you're lying on your back under the foot of
brutality

And gagging on the stockpile of junk

Left by past generations and apathetic mentality

You can't help feel like you got the short end of
the stick

When will we ever walk without a crutch

And live to exist and finally put away our fists

Be a thief or a pauper, the choice is up to you

If the cause is sincere we're already halfway
through


Thieve back! what they've stolen from you

Give back! the shit they've given to you

Attack! confront the problems they make

Don't react! cause we're lost if we wait


Cold war? No war? it's all the fucking same

It's done a little bit quieter so no one will
complain

Their structure has nothing to do with matter,
time and space

So to live within a system is such a fucking
waste

If you look inside yourself, at everything that's
real

You see systems are two dimentional, they soon
lose their appeal

Systems are incorperal they don't really exist

They're unnatural constructions that are natural
to resist!


Thieve back! what they've stolen from you

Give back! the shit they've given to you

Let's fight! let's fight with our hearts

Unite! we shoudln't be apart


It's up to us, anarchists belive in a higher
order

And a non - coercive way of life.

To litter our over crowded decaying cities with
our literature

To heckel and drown out the speeches of corrupt
leaders

That come to our towns and spew forth their
wretched de - evolutionary

Bullshit.

And hold demonstrations, as small as they may be,

To let the state know we're still here in 1996

And we're not going to sit back

And watch them destroy what little we have left
to grasp onto.

LET THEM KNOW WE'RE HERE!

Some nights I dream of mutilated politicians on
poles

Headless officers of the almighty law

Bloated bankers choking on money

The hungry feeding off pigs' corpses

The wonderful smell of racist's rotten flesh on
fire

OPPRESSORS BE WARNED: ALL DREAMS COME TRUE
SOMEDAY

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