Roses
I wanna tear down the world
Rip into it with my teeth
Smash it Shred it Make it fall...
Eyes glowing red in the billowing dust
One foot of clay and the other of rust
An incarnation of an ancient plan
Please stand by while they rape the land
I can see the darkness coming
From the age we never left
The lords of the land may have changed their names
And got brass plates for their desks but
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It;s still got that same shit smell
Whether you call it roses or not
We're still living on borrowed land
Still can't change our lot
They took away all your potential
Taught you how not to be free
Told you that you need to pay
Just to live and breathe
We've all been caught in that trap
We believed in all the lies
So hold your breath now and die
Or go outside and try to survive
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Eyes glowing red in the billowing dust
One foot of clay and the other of rust
Industrial terror visited on the land
Isn't it time that we made a stand?
