SINSEMILMAX

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28 juillet 2009

The Hill's burning

The Hill's burning

 

 

Some crazy legionary

military thought it was funky

shooting birds lizards and trees

with tracing bullet

when there is a fierce wind blowing

on the set

 

oh shit

what do you have in the head

maybe to much of the chemical

you spread

what do you have in the head

maybe too much of the local red

 

 

look brother look the hill's burning

for stupid war games without

reason the lungs is dying

look sister look the hill burning

goat fucker makes it resinous pyre

i heard cicadas crying

 

and instead of rejection

denying the responsabilities

upper

the ostrich policy -no longer-

i say repair the damage and use

even for only once

your hands to a benefic action

your soul really need a redemption


canadair,firemen,people running

buildings and house

and rare touch of green

agonizing under gyrate flame licking


2500 acres of hashes

inside the walls of Massalia

and 5 time more in the sky of Corsica

doubt in the damage of your

remorse trashes

scapegoat under fire for shure

& for the mob to cure

 

 

 

 

 


oh shit

what do you have in the head

maybe to much of the chemical

you spread

what do you have in the head

maybe too much of the local red

 


look brother look the hill's burning

for stupid war games without

reason the lengh is dying

look sister look the hill burning

goat fucker makes it resinous pyre

i heard cicadas crying


special dejection to all the pyromaniac

for all who have cumulate

will of ignorance

& intelligence lack

working for property developer

fistful note for paycheck

as usual nature is cheap to wreck


for every species that you destroyed

because you tought playing with a big toy

for not considering your nothing

also armed you

repairing should be your only truth


replants and reintroduce

restart Life should all you duce

think about it

it's not out of range

 

oh shit

what do you have in the head

maybe to much of the chemical

you spread

what do you have in the head

maybe too much of the local red

 


look brother look the hill's burning

for stupid war games without

reason the lengh is dying

look sister look the hill burning

goat fucker makes it resinous pyre

i heard cicadas crying

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26 octobre 2008

Who's gonna pay the price?


I woke up in a strange night

the only noise i could hear was

a tanker engine ,so bright

chemtrailing the sky for tomorrow rain

and asleeping our fight, powdering our pain

 

tell me who's gonna pay the price

tell me who of our children or us can be the Last

tell me who of our children or us gonna suffer the blast

 

everybody tries to rewrite history

listen to what's good,what cares

between life and money

running after false whispers of harmony

 

I try to fight with my head

i try everyday not to die

try to recover from my astonished state

I try but to be  honest we can barely survive

 

tell me who's gonna pay the price

tell me who of our children or us

can be the last

gonna suffer from blast

 

the awake nightmare

continues

forced you to consume shit

& follow their rules

 

tell me who's gonna pay the price

tell me who of our children or us

is going to be the last ?

 

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03 août 2008

Kingdom of the lambs

once upon a time

at the sources of the crime

and since again ..nobody knows

earth is burning in the hands

of the Master Kingdom of the lambs

 

very long and teach stories

trough out ages and communities

still the same with wool on the back

still the Same holding leads of the Pack

 

so easy to asleep a sheep

makes them creep,weep&RIP

In terror they succeed

making places

 with no fresh air and no seeds

 

kingdom of the lambs

how could you have ignorance pretends

kingdom of the lambs

to much rings in the plans

 

distillation of People Opium

only for him to believe

there's a goal at that run

only for him to believe

it needs to be done by the guns

 

tidy « original speeches »

to there own sausage

and kill easily with

high voltage and chains

 

they decide it was not enough

and to be shure lambs

cannot fight anymore

they collected the wool

and decide to sold it back

at invisible, incredible rate

 

& despite the fact

 

Lambs were surprised

after All Masters

can change the rules&choose

the new sound of their decline

 

life goes on there

till the end of time

'course lambs now

 are crying& wants

masters to change the lines

 

kingdom of the lambs

how could you have ignorance pretends

kingdom of the lambs

to much rings in the plans

 

whatever,so called Masters

-No wolf but in fact other lambs-

were ever blind and deaf

except when they're announced

the daily figures of their plans

 

ired of being shaved to blood

some labs are forgetting the Run

Found holes in the Barriers that kills

and take their own places

In freedom fields

 

kingdom of the lambs

how could you have ignorance pretends

kingdom of the lambs

what did they do to your flame

 

 

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10 août 2007

Somewhere in California

Curious visions from those days

Someone I don’t know

Came to see what I say

Someone who lives far away across the sea

I’m not a genius ,but can locate an IP

Somewhere in California, who are you,

You ,who want to know me?

No way suspicious or aggressive

Maybe curious of , what’s the matter where you live

‘cause If I clearly remind

Your country was Bush’s Toy to climb

The 9/11 Inside Job Mountains High

So maybe you’re a Revolutionary

If it’s the case, the fact you came here

Is an honor to me

Somewhere in California

Maybe you are a writer too

And I’ll be glad if you share

What’s come from the deepest of you

Somewhere in California

Just hope your not from CIA, Kroll ,ST, Securify,

BENS, or In-Q-Tel

Are you a real good person

Or a sucking searching word program

Da really smells?

Somewhere in California

Would you disperse my haze?

Whatever be please welcome in my Circus

In fact nothing to hide here, I’m part of the Anonymous

In fact I’m a voice so lucky to speak

When silence is a so common weak

Someone who lives far away across the sea

Somewhere in California, who are you,

You, who you want to know me ?

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