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You'll Be Happy
03:52
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When they take away your pay
Cancel furlough
Close accounts
When your tell you what you'll own
What you'll rent
And what amount
When they monitor your moves
Track you every place you step
Count the every breath you take
You'll be happy, don't forget
When they fill you children's minds
With all the ways that they'll comply
And every step to march in line
And every way to drain you dry
When they take away your food stores
And your gardens
And your pets
When they sell your home beneath you
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
When they come with all their chums
With all their armour and their guns
And snapping dogs, and screams and shouts
And all the tools to drag you out
And the nurse with little pins
They bought to show you how it ends
Slow suicide inside your home
Slow homicide in cattle pens
Then they'll push you to the deck
And hold your hands behind your back
And stick your death into your arm
And yet this isn't an attack
Because you're happy, don't you see?
Don't have to work
Paid to be free
And once you're in the camp, and safe
You'll thank them
Then you'll get back in your place
You'll be happy, don't you see?
You'll own nothing
You are nothing
Useless eaters and goyim
You'll own nothing
You are nothing
You can watch it on TV
You'll own nothing
You are nothing
All that you will ever be
Nothing
Nothing
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
You'll be happy, don't forget
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Pushback
04:32
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3. |
Caveat
04:33
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We stand at a defining moment
Confronted by disparities
Nations pushed to breaking point
With hunger, ill-health, poverty
Ecosystems thwarted
Can't fulfil our basic needs
To prosper in a safer future
To manifest this destiny
Or so it sobs on wall-to-wall TV
On corporate billboards plastered over town
The furthest flames of Klaus Schwab's fever dreams
The green eyed glares of activists and clowns
Agendas spawned to bring you to your knees
The sharkish grins of Bilderberg's MPs
The Marxist Jews who own the CCP
It's time to learn that freedom isn't free
Stockpile food
Buy a gun
Bullion gold
Bug out and run
Tell your friends
To warn them all
Blank stares
Appalled
Dismissive words
And disbelief
Broken people
Compliant sheep
Staring meekly into cold red sky
Marching into their own demise
And on it sobs on wall-to-wall TV
On corporate billboards plastered over town
The furthest flames of Klaus Schwab's fever dreams
The green eyed glares of activists and clowns
Agendas spawned to bring you to your knees
The sharkish grins of Bilderberg's MPs
The Marxist Jews who own the CCP
It's time to learn that freedom isn't free
I miss the friends I've lost to this
A family's scorn
No lover's kiss
The future folded neat away
The mass inside it squabbles
Buying up the last of the grey
Buying up the last of the grey
Buying up the last of the grey
The mass inside it squabbles
But you can't download just what to say
I can
I think I can
I'll burn my bridges
And return another man
I can
I think I can
Freedom isn't free
And I need to make my stand
Stockpile food
Buy a gun
Bullion gold
Hunker down
Hold your family
Stand tall
Be prepared
Hear this call
More ammunition
Stronger walls
When they come
Kill them all
When they come
Kill them all
When they come
Kill them all
Unplug The System
Tear down your TV
Smash corporate billboards
Stamp them to the ground
Put Klaus Schwab's head against the chopping block
And string up all the activists and clowns
It's time to learn that freedom isn't free
Complacent years have bent you out of shape
Consumer goods have made you soft and weak
Re-forge yourself with will, intent and hate
Stockpile food
Buy a gun
Bullion gold
Hunker down
Hold your family
Stand tall
Be prepared
Hear this call
More ammunition
Stronger walls
When they come
Kill them all
When they come
Kill them all
When they come
Kill them all
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4. |
The Line
05:08
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The line was drawn
The line is crossed
And you should really know the cost
The facts lay bare before your eyes
If only you would look inside
If only you would peer beyond
The rudiments laid out in song
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
How many die before this ends?
How many lives will you still spend?
How many truths to disregard?
How many lies from suits and stars?
How many doctors selling souls?
How many children won't grow old?
How many hours on the clock?
How long before you make this stop?
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
And you should really know the cost
The facts laid bare before your eyes
If only you would look inside
If only you would peer beyond
The rudiments laid out in song
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
And meanwhile those behind closed doors
Mull over how to knock off more
The fear is pumped to every screen
Reminding you that you're unclean
The windows closed and bolted gates
Sat lonely in a broken State
The curtains drawn till no-one knocks
The lock remains on the inside of the box
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
The line was drawn
The line is crossed
So many people stamped away
So many more with each new day
Complicit in your craven dream
Tape up your ears
You won't know what I mean
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5. |
Break
04:56
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6. |
Clear And Present
05:47
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7. |
Study Loss
04:55
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Useless cloth on used-up smiles
You squat there caged by teachers' guile
Can't ask your questions
Plead
Say no
The bigger boys have told you so
The bigger boys in suits and ties
With cold red deserts in their eyes
The void behind where no soul rests
Plunge jackboot words into your chest
Annihilating faith and pride
What you've grown up to be has died
Your mental windows gather dust
They clinch their fists
And on command you trust
You trust
You trust
You trust
Useless cloth on used-up smiles
You squat there caged by teachers' guile
Can't ask your questions
Plead
Say no
The bigger boys have told you so
Useless cloth on used-up smiles
You squat there caged by teachers' guile
Can't ask your questions
Plead
Say no
The bigger boys have told you so
Echoes down the corridors
There come the matrons bringing more
And little hands lay muted on the floor
No more surprise
You should have known then what's in store
What's in store
What's in store
Meanwhile the staff are in a tall room far away
Gulping their mugs of tea and tears all day
Laughing
Spitting crumbs onto the floor
Telling jokes
Poking fun at their toddlers
Growing bored
Growing bored
Telling jokes
Poking fun at their toddlers
Growing bored
Plotting up their lesson schemes
To wither up the roots of dreams
You might have had when you were young
And strong and of a purer blood
And taking stock of all you are
A limited array of sinking stars
A mass detention due
By now long overdue
A sodden heap of bleating husks
You'll stay for that
You really must
You really must
You really must
Useless cloth on used-up smiles
You squat there caged by teachers' guile
Can't ask your questions
Plead
Say no
The ones who watch you told you so
Useless cloth on used-up smiles
You squat there caged by teachers' guile
Can't ask your questions
Plead
Say no
The ones who shape you told you
The janitor is packing up the chairs
You're gazing on uneasy
But no-one can see your empty stares
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Bleach For The Stars Harwich, UK
Experimental multi-genre concept albums, all with a prominent Industrial edge.
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