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Tuesday, September 20, 2005 - ore 08:43
Rage
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
So, let the child of others chip the stones
While we live in a fight to overcome
Someone may explode for little differencies
But no one will shout loud all we have in common.
So, let the cleaver strike a living man
And put it as a fresh show on the net
The name of your god a reason to hate
The price of your fuel a reason to slay.
Hold forth your flag,you murderers of men
And let your hate grow in your children's head
Waste all Nature's gift, that's well, you see:
You'll be dead before the world runs in need!
Let "Peace" be just a word on dictionaries
One you will never ever need to search
While "Pride" is graved upon our laden hearts
And "Justice" is a sword to cut more heads.
Crush the weak to illude yourself you're strong
Join the violence just to feel you belong
Use terror as a mean to rule the world
And brain to develop more tools of death!
God, we're so pathetic, so disgusting!
We let the poor and the oppressed be
Just a placebo to our depression!
I must admit, I hate to be a man.
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