Was this what happened last time? Division born out some bullshit elitist insecurity Milked by media fuckheads Driven to killing point for entrepreneurial tribal chiefs Who stomp around comparing dick size Engaging in arguments that make headlines Hypnotizing idiots to rampage blindly at each other Diverting attention from the masters and their master plan How great is that huh? We’re ...
Material anarchy of the disownedSons and daughters of spiritual hierarchismDetailing chronicles Of glorious tragediesAnd divine inheritanceFailing to tolerate the tolerant and their toleranceAss raping each other in their pseudo spiritual warStep right up for today’s latest!Who is more open minded now?
The lunatic in my head Wants to be FREE! Analyze till I’m paralyzed? Fuck that We are the trip Trip on this trip Trip the fuck out භැම්දෑම් නෑ හැම්තැනම් නෑ
Wild children singing praises to a wild flower protesting their diagnosis of illusion and delusion, gain wisdom as they extract its essence What more sense can be made in this cosmic abstract?
Sacred golden robes, trampled by peasants Onward they go, shouting blasphemies at the masters of war and balance The siege of dhamma deepa begins As a peace cry rings in the peasants lips Hymns from the three worlds Serenade and encourage Of the universal elements We chant a cry of peace It grows stronger and stronger Until the foundations of deceit Lie crumbling at our feet
The crackpot dance The war drum lullaby Sleeping zombies Define New world order Dance Beating war drums Go to sleep Orange mob rises Go to sleep Step away from your head Killing to the pirith chant New world zombie My refuge, the dhamma My refuge, the slaughterhouse Eat my brain Death games to the crackpot beat
We are the Silent vandals of the system Bastard children of confused, cross fucked cultures Fed with illusions purity Spit that shit out and embrace the dirt We are one…