Retaliate

Crawling from the cities the filth chokes me to the taste Feeding the desire to destroy this culture that I hate The daily inquisition, the fear that fuels our lives Sets each man against the other with the wool upon our eyes Chains of command The weight of wait Under their wheels into concrete Face off the floor Rise up Retaliate The razor blade infections cut caverns deep across my skin Reminding me of battles I have lost and will never win There are no bullets here These hands are clenched in fists And the promise of another day is all that we have left What remains here...? Bowing to the dollar in their selfish church of capital Where wealth encrusts their bodies Yet cancer fills their hearts? Brother will kill brother in this stained-glass abattoir called 'earth' My arteries are boiling with hatred undefined For this colonizing monolith that suffocates our lives A bastard congregation runs the head of this machine Our hands will gut its gears 'til their blood runs cold and we are free

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Rising from the tide A kraken cloaked in wisdom Propagates his lies For love of living death... As faith in leaders falter and dole-queues stretch for snake-like miles Untruths in unwritten law annihilate imagination Hope becomes a process The intravenous feed That's bound in tune with 'progress' - in dialectic comedy Problems rise in culture, where contradiction's known to breed And puppeteers unquestioned string up the masses in their sleep These guardians of comfort and selfishness decreed Will deify convenience at all expense of every human need The lies that bind are lies unbinding... More demagogues emerging The paradise parade begins Where everything is perfect and 'time' is all we need to save And just as oceans swallow all ships that sink in time This spectacle will crumble from false and ill-conceived design These fragile frames are breaking And knots will soon come undone The bloody fields of history have yet another war to come As chants turn into anthems and shouts turn into battle cries The statues of their heroes gone crack and yield to newborn human lives Tired of marching to their tune in time The gears of oppression have ceased No light at the end of the production line Show us that this life's worth living Books are burning in the night As consciousness is laid to rest Another dream falls out of sight ...and what have we to show for this?

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Storm clouds spreading Black horizons oil slick the southern sky What prospects should I gather here to motivate my corpse to rise? Bloodshot My eyes reject the staleness of this day And 'reason' gives purpose for all the pills I have to swallow Driving My heart is dead and hollow Metal boxes racing by Ringing out the death of my life Machines buzzing Towers looming the antithesis of nature Entering this asphalt tomb Self-interest my prime dictator Now that I stand to carry the weight Try to conceive me that it's all for something? Now that I stand to carry the weight I lie to myself... am I living-dead? Four walls surround me with wires outstretched The triumph of time over space The modus vivendi Each man for himself Each alone And each an island Get me out of this hole somehow... Get me out of this hole right now... My great depression

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Thrust into this competition naked and undone Back to back yet divided on our own Fear breeding fear Exploding pressures on We're locked away in self-made chains Run out through the windows and into the streets Terror abounds as each man lives in fear Dread consumes their day The public is passive Inactive and lame Lock up the doors and let out the wolves A fratricidal race Given the chance you'd sit down to eat Yet consciousness is sacrificed This altar is never short on heads Stare in his eyes Your brother - this man Yet your fear will breed resentment Why can't you say a word? Zu Hause wie im Krieg Waffen und Hass zuhauf Casualties of human life drift in the crowds They're standing on the margins - nullified Outside the world keeps turning under the sun While inside the soul is boiling over This hate for the other is hate for yourself The cancer condition The dead-end ambition You'll eat yourself alive Submit to the anger The coming of vengeance The cult of uncaring The chaos of living And face this world alone The hooks in your mouth now you'll swallow the bait Distorting your vision You'll drink from their poison So ripened for this fall You take from the worst and give up the best But never forget you're a human being... you breathe But can you think? Zu Hause wie im Krieg Waffen und Hass zuhauf In den Köpfen nur Furcht Angst isst die Seele auf The truth is something made Not something that's found So burn all inhibitions to the ground These politics of dread are a hammer to the head A life of fear is life among the dead... These barriers are built For us to tear them down These barriers are built For us to tear them down These barriers are built For us to tear them down Tear them down

Each man can make their difference in life (If someone would even try) For each of us lies rotting dead Our ideas will never die One man can start this fire A second can feed the flames All of the rest can forward the line Let bourgeois culture burn itself alive Our frustrations Give it to them Together as one... What we have is more than it takes To prosecute the enemy in time The pessimism breeds and the nihilism feeds off The apathy we're fed throughout our lives What chance to fight together? What chance to tear this world apart? Power's derived in numbers And numbers are what we have Yet you complain and choose to abstain When we could be fighting back Vultures will encircle with propaganda streams Laying the bait and plotting the course As our human spirits die of thirst Our frustrations Give it to them Together as one... What we have is more than it takes To prosecute the enemy in time The pessimism breeds and the nihilism feeds off The apathy we're fed throughout our lives What chance to fight together? What chance to tear this world apart? This is why we're living For spirits life and blood And as sure as the sun will bury the night We will feed our appetite Humanity's weapon Each life's a sharpened blade But we're hammered dull till nothing is left And fed on bread and circuses to death Our frustrations Give it to them Together as one... What we have is more than it takes To prosecute the enemy in time The pessimism breeds and the nihilism feeds off The apathy we're fed throughout our lives What chance to fight together? What chance to tear this world apart? To climb up off your knees And fight for something real... Out into the streets of ruined cities they will come The bane of their existence fueled on battles that they soon will win With colors running black and red on hope for future days A call forever heard until I die... Vae victis!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

The triumph of boredom in everyday life The triumph of boredom in everyday life Carries the wounded back to the frontline Carries the wounded back to the frontline These starving men will fill your cities These starving men will fill your cities And bring their broken dreams to market And bring their broken dreams to market All done Stuffed and overfed Contained and cross-examined Robbed of all creativity Each temple is built to cave in What life in the realm of dead things? What life in self-built prisons? Divide and welcome the conqueror Spectate the spectacle - unleashed! Order upheld Dissent dissolved Order upheld Dissent dissolved Inject The image overrides What songs can come from dead hearts? Reason is the modern antichrist Where logic rapes all passion These words that are never said aloud Undo the fabric frozen Revealing the daily sodomy This course has NOT been chosen Order upheld Dissent dissolved Order upheld Dissent dissolved

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Bred for the wheel... Running like a dog far too long Waiting for a chance to 'be' Learning your lessons with pride then fall into line Your class inclination is to work, consume and breed You bury your dead where you eat But never forget this world is infinite Work another day Punch that clock Watching your life pass by Sucking all flesh from the bone Your fruit all but rotten A specter comes haunting again as Babylon sleeps Your enemies once were your friends Your lovers Your life... all dead You are your own destroyer... Hang the masters from the highest tree And let their dead eyes stare back at their children ...is this how we want to live...?

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

These images of the television heads Spouting promises that disappear in days Move and shift as we cross the Styx (And the carnival slips out of town) Past ideas never did us anything The rolling stone of progress flattened us We move and shift as the Rubicon laps At the fast of the masses that never return You quench your thirst with ashes You plant your seeds in sand And watch as weeds devour... You pride these institutions that glorify disease One thousand knives have stabbed the backs Of those you have deceived You can't get there from here The beaten path's a dead-end road Burning bridges coming down again We hope and pray for a leader to come Our 'new world man' realized Is the jackal enthroned with his suit and phone The financial demon's arrived Hype and praise for the avaricious way All sacrifices must be made Get in line and put the noose on your neck There's plenty of rope for us all You think you make the difference Yet you ingest their gruel And reek with stench of profit... You pride these institutions that glorify disease One thousand knives have stabbed the backs Of those you have deceived You can't get there from here The beaten path's a dead-end road Burning bridges coming down again The crowd is shifting The target's getting closer The bastard smiles with his sinister grin It's retribution No mercy ever given... The wolf is howling as the sheep devour

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

March of the animals The indication of a time where the passion of man is lived through fiction Feed off of the bottom line Let entertainment be the last refuge for mass opinion Spouting the antidotes Another preacher of the right paints the world in black and white terms Last time in the end zone It's hard to care when the world outside has guns against your head Castigate then sedate Convert problems into 'needs' Then download and erode Let circuits replace all emotion Bottom feeding Dragging us across the desert of the real... Led up to the trough to be fattened up Human pigs so ripe for feasting Following the rules unquestioned The animal farm falling under siege... Rigging the hooks on the virgin nation The mediated paradise unfolds The outcome a process of brain starvation Habituate the viewers into clones Bottom feeding Dragging us across the desert of the real...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Sleepwalking through our spoon-fed lives... As evidence of times before In chapters long forgotten The rotting tombs of history Are written by the victors Empty words are staring back As paragraphs of power leave No traces of the toiler's fate (Just one massacre too many - and none too late, too late) All glory comes from death Desensitized in unreal fiction forms Our leaders never die It's the working poor that fight their wars It is written? It is rotten It is written? It is rotten Their truth is dead and rotting It is written? It is rotten Their truth is dead and rotting With decades passing and nothing changing The hourglass grows empty again Tunnel visions and career clowns Send ivory towers crumbling down The pulse is fading The axe is falling Another tragedy unfolds The moral standard The status quote The carcasses of millions left in their wake The paper bound in books That glorify the acts of murderers Will burn just like all empires That have come before It is written? It is rotten It is written? It is rotten Their truth is dead and rotting It is written? It is rotten Their truth is dead and rotting 500 years dead... Cold and efficient they carry out their plan Indoctrinate the youth to the textbook wasteland As patriots empowered they coronate themselves Breed us on their lies and they feed us to the wolves Dead and rotting

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025