19 February 2013
Catch this wave; ride this tide; feel the ire that I bide; all those that sit and hide waiting for the fire to reach inside; theyve all died says the town crier; this administration's got a crowned liar; my frustration with this nation has got some to admire; what I stand for; who I fight; Its all been planned for tonight; stand with me; listen to this tune; Just like V; we'll be free soon
So have no fear; let me be clear; we can beat back the riot gear; just take the reigns and steer this land out of this reign of tears; this pain of peers this stains and sears like a thunder storm of baneful years; weve been watched; our actions clocked; our actions now have so far rocked the power from this faction; theres no greater satisfaction than to see these devils packed in graves; that paves the way for our plan of action; there will be no distraction once we assume our roles; once this movement gains some traction and power goes to the proles; and were a frightful force once we take to the polls; vote for the guy who shares our goals; but he'll never help and he knows; hes got a nose like pinnochios; so this is what I propose; its all written out in prose; light a fire in a system thats froze and keep this government on its toes; our lives are just like a rose; red with blood and sharp with thorny rows that prick us out of our hopeless dose; this is a revolution I suppose
Take part in this revolution; a new phase of social evolution; I raise this resolution; make way for the only solution; I pray for absolution for cleaning up this political pollution; taking the senate's necessary; a graveyard of justice, a cemetery; stand up to the man; yeah thats scary; face the military;big brother's angry and it'll all get hairy; all we feel is his ire; but its time to extinguish that fire; time for us to conspire; this rhyme is fuel to the fire; my prime is here to inspire; my primal fear is that we'll soon tire; but not before we get them to retire; we'll fight to the death, down to the wire
Fight till we are free; our only leader's anarchy; overthrow this monarchy and battle till we can see; fight so we can be; I write from me to thee; My sight sees victory but I only reach misery; a miserable mystery; criminal history; subliminal propagation; mininal communication; surgical reiteration of a new re-education and the re-iteration of an iron fisted administration; this twisted organization got my organs twisted; they call it freedom of speech; I say freedoms out of my reach; were the pupils and they teach us how to see; but we got cysts so how can that be; how is it that were shackled and were called free; that freedoms in a chest and they got the key; they got to see that we can be who we need to be and that we agree to decline whatever it is they decree; what they define to be free; when its refined its really fear; its really clear that they feed on the tears
Identity • Opuss № I