Liberty & Justice For ...

The birth of man was the birth of hell the wrathful flames dance around my head falling figures, burning dead a well once filled with flowing water now an endless tunnel of hate and squalor cove
Once, with locks of hair all burned off, to leave me bare a hand that once reached out to feel now gropes about for something real i try to hold onto what i've found but the heat of the touch me
Ll to the ground pulling back, inside my head i watch for hours, the listless dead from my hear flows the tears giving no life to that which is seared i wait for the day when only ashes appear n
G gained--and no more fear and once again i will be pure

Anger as sharp as the broken glass burning cars and tear gas every race riot--is the last one a dying culture's final gasp every decade--yet no one learns and it's always their own homes they bu
Ushed by a quorum-driven-state machine a nation's will, cannot be turned memories lost in a nation's sleep in the dreams of contented sheep can we ever hope to find solutions when our country ha
D the constitution all too wrong to be right the answer's there, we just lack the sight race wars fed by prejudice and fright the love of a nation for its people burned through the night monochr
Lood sport--we never tire so many things feed the fires to repeat history--a world conspires so many years have fed the desires

So you hate your mom, you hate your dad you hate "the state" because it's bad but look at you, how do you rate? you're just as bad as those you hate you're telling me--you keep telling
But deep down inside--you're not true to your mind all fucked up, king of the show flail at your friends, you don't know fight before and afterward but it don't do you any good so live your lif
Ignorance close your mind, your defiant stance isolate and isolate until you're gone and it's too late to wake up and live you're just a victim of your fate

You--you raised your fist you were some real anarchist made a lot of promises to your friends you'd never let it end now--you just sit and stare like old men now--you talk about how it was then
T's a few years later your scene isn't looking so good everything you had, the lives you led dead or misunderstood so--you'll rise from the dead you'll show everyone but you're running, running
D from ghosts of the past you can't run too fast no--you'll never get back what you had no--well...that's just too bad gone--where did it go, it happened yesterday no--where did it go, it happen
Sterday

They ask why do we dress this way live for now--don't understand today see the kids--but don't hear what they say close your eyes and look the other way say the end justifies the means gonna loc
Up and throw away the keys crucified--crucified for your sins crucified--crucified for your sins they don't know our feelings--only desperate cries they see reflections through distorted eyes we
T care because it breaks their views got to learn to fight to live before they grind us under heel we're the targets so easy to find and we're the ones that won't stay in line i find myself nail
A cross for something that i didn't do it's your fault you've ruined our lives and we're the ones you crucify you're the ones who commit the crimes but it's always us who do the time