Repression

You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire ? It's common nature, you can't fool me; I'm just the money that you can't let free. Rainy day genius clouds your mind, Don't you realize the blind lead the blind ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) Oh Mister Times, will you ever unwind Or just rebuild on a new design ? Your claim to fame is law and order : The rich get rich and the poor get poor. You put a price-tag on what you see : This one's for you and that's for me. If that's winning, then i'd rather lose Why don't you listen to my senseless views ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire ? It's common nature, but you can't fool me; I'm just the money that you can't let free. Rainy day genius clouds your mind, Don't you realize the blind lead the blind ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Here on the wall is the shield of France Waiting for a second chance A nation sang "Get out, get out !" But you just waited for that chance. Your armies moved without control So you returned to give them soul Mister Comedy, the newsreel star This time you've gone too far. With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. You had no right to our liberty Go back to hell and be free. Your French connection of invention Was a screen of your medieval mind Making anger to lick its wounds Feeding the poor with foolish words Babies drying parents crying Brothers killing brothers Just so you could hold on to your old-fashioned decisions With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. You had no right to our liberty Go back to hell and be free. Here is a joker in a nightmare dream He has, he hasn't, he is, he isn't What does he knows ? This man must go ! Why is this man a god of dogs ? Why is this man a god of dogs ? I ask you why Are we all to die ? With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. With a heart of stone you were all alone In the kingdom of no king. You had no right to our liberty Go back to hell and be free. Go back to hell and be free. Go back to hell and be free.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

I live in the animal zone Where the concrete homes are grown I'm the zombie of yesterday's children Born and bred in total confusion In the name of the race I pass I'll go forward but remember the past I'll never be your plastic image For you to rape and then to pillage My world is a dying graveyard With no importance to future heroes But my decisions are black and white What I've got I'm holding tight In the name of the race I pass I'll go forward but remember the past I'll never be your plastic image For you to rape and then to pillage I'm here, is there anywhere left If there is the right place to be My handshake is a no surrender And I will survive In the name of the race I pass I'll go forward but remember the past I'll never be your plastic image For you to rape and then to pillage

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Let me tell you about French enemy number one You know who I mean : Mister Mesrine Many people say that he's a beast or a monster I'm not going to say he's a hero or a martyr You're proud of law and order; the justice that you see But still you can't keep from watching violence on T.V. Paris must choose its targets The city clears its dirt Still grow the seeds of anger Vengeance in their souls. The future prisons will still cage The animals no one wants to see No room to think, no time to remember Put them in, bolt the doors Bear them and defeat them So never may they tell. Policemen here ! Policemen there ! Big Brother's eyes Are everywhere ! It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines Chains and locks around their hands But no one's waiting to set them free. They don't care if anyone's alive or dead Destined to die, like don't ask me why Many have rotted in this hell But crime is bourgeois... smile on with pleasure ! It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines It's in these prisons that they manufacture crime The Buissons, Willoquets and other Mesrines. Order reigns, death and silence.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Standing on my soapbox shouting sweet revenge I have so many reasons I don't need to pretend My messages are images of the future and the past I'm always in a temper so they hide me in a cage. Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes are never dulled with fear Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes will never shed a tear. The feelings I have from you are apart Surrounded by the fools of nature. I'll never be your dog of capture Your pedigree is not my own; I am a different breed. Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes are never dulled with fear Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes will never shed a tear. In good faith I'm no believer Or a general born a leader. But how can I be happy in this crazy mixed-up world ? I'll let you speak then you let me go. Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes are never dulled with fear Walk, walk in front of me But my eyes will never shed a tear.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Paris is still burning with the flames of wasted youth But in the fields of Flanders, the poppies cry the truth. Paris is still burning, but the prostitutes stay honest. It was a savage Messiah that lit the burning fire. Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning. When I speak to you I don't see friends or foe. When I cry for you, how can you see my tears ? So please listen to my shadow. Paris is still burning But I'm freezing without warmth and my confidence in liberty Has escaped without a trace; without a trace. Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning. Not even the river Seine can dampen my belief That forevermore we just hold our tongues. The flames get bigger by the hour, but we stand still. We've got tomorrow's gift of genius : atomic power. Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning. Oh my city will you burn forever more ? Or will the rainy days have a solution. Maybe we can live on your pollution. I know I'm just another number ready to be forgotten. But to remember is not good enough. You're supposed to be so modern, well I don't want to be forgotten. Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning. So let the poppies grow and let the children know Paris is still burning. So let the poppies grow and let the children know Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning. Paris is still burning.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Look at the new slaves, lost before found Running back over opened ground. Their home are concrete graveyards. Robbers, muggers, young pretenders, They have no easy way out Empty voices trying to shout. It's such a bore. A pick-me-up, put-me-down, kick me to the floor ! They judge you, accuse you, sentence you to life Your only sun, a commercial bomb The modern-age push-button control Just a robot with no fixed emotions. Years go on, has your mind been beaten ? Sometimes you cry, please don't ask me why Ask my mother; you say you're my brother Then you turn and stab my back Don't fill my head with too much too soon.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

You break your chains to release the tension Your spirit never breaks on decisions to be free. You know your friends and enemies Are tricks of fantasy You know that your feeling capture What others never see Then you fool yourself that you won't, but you can If it only happens now. Move! Straighten up and move ! Defend yourself They're talkin'about you ! You're a prisoner of your past But hanging on to yesterday's emotions Won't heal your wounds tomorrow Educate your heart with good Society spits in your face First you laugh, then you cry You can't heal tomorrow's emotions By pretending your past is dead. Move! Straighten up and move ! Defend yourself They're talkin'about you ! You celebrate when you know you've won, But when you lose you're still having fun The martyr carries a deathly burden In murdering himself on the order of his mind. So let your force keep you marching on. A man condemned will never understand The veins of plastic propaganda So he pays them back with diction That the media look at with wounded eyes. But you're the man who'll pay his way Then be told you're off to war To die as a sacrifice to no one. But if you're strong you carry on With birth of your years you've lived. Get them out, go on, get them out ! Get out your claws ! To many given back memories Of when you kicked yourself for being young A thousand million movies Run silent in your mind But loud and clear an echo screams Tears to flood the road to nowhere. So ask yourself a lie, Then answer back with truth. Move! Straighten up and move ! Get your claws !

Like the last of the Mohicans You acted like bloody pagans So let the bells ring Rejoice and sing Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, was it for fun ? Jim Jones, that's your name Jim Jones, a silent death. Religious sects and promised lands Are you ready for the gods ? Martyrs, killers holding hands Did not fight the odds. The dying angel said, "Drink up" "Be merry and be dead !" Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, was it for fun ? Jim Jones, that's your name Jim Jones, you dead for fame. Murder ! Murder ! Murder ! The zero hero ! Walk on them like insects Gamble with death for a joke ! Mercenary disciples with bibles and rifles In the temple of the people A doomsday book of evil No poster hanging high I die, you die. Don't ask why I die, you die. Don't ask why I die, you die. Don't ask why.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Oui, Madame ! Il tourne, il tourne en des milliers de pas Qui ne mènent nulle part Dans un monde de béton, aux arbres de barreaux Fleuris de désespoir Inhumain..., rétréci..., sans aucun lendemain. Sa pitance est glissée sous une grille à terre Et dans un bol l'eau... pour qu'il se désaltère. Il est seul..., sans soleil Et n'a même plus son ombre. Infidèle compagne, elle s'en est allée Refusant d'être esclave de ce vivant mort-né. Il tourne... il tourne et tournera toujours Jusqu'au jour où vaincu en animal blessé Après avoir gémi en une unique plainte Il tombera à terre et se laissera crever. Fleury-Mérogis... Un jour de septembre 1976 Où j'existait si peu Que je n'étais même pas "personne" Fleury-Mérogis... Un jour de septembre 1976 Où j'existait si peu... Mesrine Je vous vois une larme...! Pourquoi vous attrister ? Pauvre chien me dites-vous ! En voilà une erreur... C'est un homme, Madame, Il est emprisonné. C'est celui que vos pairs ont si bien condamné En rendant la justice au nom des libertés. Fleury-Mérogis... Un jour de septembre 1976 Où j'existait si peu Que je n'étais même pas "personne" Fleury-Mérogis... Un jour de septembre 1976 Où j'existait si peu... Mesrine Je vous vois une larme...! Pourquoi vous attrister ? Pauvre chien me dites-vous ! En voilà une erreur... C'est un homme, Madame, Il est emprisonné. C'est celui que vos pairs ont si bien condamné En rendant la justice au nom des libertés. Mesrine Il tourne, il tourne, et tournera toujours, Mesrine Jusqu'au jour où vaincu en animal blessé Mesrine Il tombera à terre et se laissera crever.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire ? It's common nature, you can't fool me; I'm just the money that you can't let free. Rainy day genius clouds your mind, Don't you realize the blind lead the blind ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) Oh Mister Times, will you ever unwind Or just rebuild on a new design ? Your claim to fame is law and order : The rich get rich and the poor get poor. You put a price-tag on what you see : This one's for you and that's for me. If that's winning, then i'd rather lose Why don't you listen to my senseless views ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) You're a train ride to no importance You're in love with hell existence Money is all you desire Why don't you pack it in and retire ? It's common nature, but you can't fool me; I'm just the money that you can't let free. Rainy day genius clouds your mind, Don't you realize the blind lead the blind ? You're anti, you're antisocial (x4) Antisocial, antisocial, antisocial, antisocial

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025