Their Hand is at my throat But I cannot see their shape Their walk is unsuspected Not in the spaces we all know We all know But the spaces in between them In between them If I throw this coal to the bottom of the well Will it one day turn… Will it one day? Will it one day? And their breath is on my shoulder i'm walking through these trees To the sound of their machines in the coldness of a summers day Of a summers day but I still dream I still dream If I throw this coal To the bottom of the well Will it one day turn….…
May 2003
Time For Your Leaving
We're going to where we began Theres too much deceit And you've let too much go by Time for your leaving There is no Heaven There is no Hell You're destroying all we’ve got Time for your leaving Stand in the grass That's where the trees once stood Can you see a thousand orange streetlights? Can you see a thousand orange streetlights? They look like lava They look like Lava One or the other? You'll choose the cheapest It will prove the most expensive..... In the end When the hungry lie down There are no comets in the skies Only catastrophe and lies Time for your leaving Time for your leaving…
Open Fire
How come we know each other? So much has been forgotten All Agents everywhere And nowhere Open fire! The gift of life is right here Is it too much for you? All Agents everywhere And nowhere Open Fire! All our demands were never met And they abandoned us All Agents everywhere and nowhere open fire! If reason cannot stop them Then all the madmen will If reason cannot stop them Then all the madmen will All Agents Everywhere And Nowhere Open Fire! Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - All Empires Crumble CD
Not In My Name
Just How Stupid Greed can make you Not in My Name Not in My Name We must take death from the village We must take death from the village Are these the last days that we’ll have to call our own Is this the last chance that we’ll have to tell them……. No Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - All Empires Crumble CD
Bring Me Their Heads
Bring me the heads of your leaders I want them to tell me what all this killing is for Bring me the list, of all of the troops and civilians That fell in the name of their war You’re bought and you’re sold and they’re coming for more You’re too easy to flatter……. The sixties have gone, and how fast does time fly? This is no way to stop war Bring me their heads, bring me their heads, bring me their heads The Harvest this year was as bad as we feared The crops have all failed Here is the proof that your GM crops are no good Someone must pay…..…
Fuck The Government
Fuck The Government Fuck The Government Fuck The Government Fuck The Government Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - All Empires Crumble CD
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