Hate Seed - This Life of Horror

There is no doubt that we were right
And demonstrating for a fucking good cause
The consequences on our lives
Are still devouring the social tissue
Medieval kings in the red zone
Protesting plebs outside their castle
Our reasons were submerged in blood
By the abuse of the law enforcers
Blood runs in the streets
Charges of police
Beatings, poundings, shootings, fights
Broken bones and cries
They infiltrated the protest
Another uniform but same repression
The news invented the black bloc
The undercover cops prepared aggressions
The devastation was a plan
To crush skulls with the praise of people
A slaughterhouse in Diaz school
By fucking animals they call policemen
Blood runs in the streets
Charges of police
Beatings, poundings, shootings, fights
Broken bones and cries
And so they killed
They lied and let blood spill
They tortured, abused
Defended by the news
The gall of politicians
Applauding the police
This history of violence
Be g8 a synonym of shame
A synonym of pain
This meeting full of hate
We were right
We lost
The enemy holds the hostages
Untill the tide will rise once more
Will rise once more
A proven fact they wanted blood
Capitalism is inflicting sorrow
They killed a boy but they want more
They want their dominance becoming global
Blood runs in the streets
Charges of police
Beatings, poundings, shootings, fights
Broken bones and cries
An unfair trial, they picked the shortest straws
Let free the liars, the torturers, the cops
We were right
We lost
The enemy holds the hostages

Written by:
Blackie Extreme

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