Текст, перевод и аккорды “Occupation”
- Carving up your bloodstained maps With cartographic canine thirst Waking worlds long crystalized on sands forgotten Border lines, etched by masters false and fleeting Open wide, this chasm of injustice never bridged Balancing zionistic zealotry unrestrained Rivalries atavistic crack the Levant sea to sea 60 years from inception, refugees god-mistaken Open insurrections catapult your crises on Turning into... Conundrums, zero sums, quandaries (The jargon of your failing States) Debacles, empires, quagmires (The parlance of hubris unleashed) How can you say you "come in peace"? Occupiers– Gullivers, Trampling Through places that you don't belong Occupiers– Goliaths, Trampling Across the world through parts unknown, (where what you break is what you own) And here we fucking go again... Red sunrise, on a Green Zone island fraught with doom just beyond, the Fertile Crescent more looks like the moon stocked with, stateless actors, proxy war-contractors, crude, black gold beneath them –praise to God for liberation! frozen aspirations, endless retributions, choked full, prisons cells, democracy– save us from ourselves! Blood on the streets of Haditha, Gaze on Gaza divine the architects of oppression use fear to control the mind Faux forays and foreign ventures lost, colonial catastrophes unveiled They're crawling back– those old dictators, collaborators, your beasts that don't seem to die...
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