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
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 ?
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
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 ?