What's beneath the surface, corpses of many murdered servants
mass graves of ones who were here before us
at dusk, we utter their names as a silent chorus
brush aside bloodshed as well as violent torture
no peace on stolen land, we reach with swollen hands
at golden sands slipping through cracks, no hope for man
They flooded the lower ninth to save the upper wards
dynamite to crumbling levies just one way to fuck the poor
we barter oppression to commodify who suffers more
The shock front, no options for us under war

To refugees, running for your life, find your way
To prisoners of conscious, escape the firing range
To all peoples, who have to live under climate change
This crisis isn't normal, we just forced to fight the flames

The current state of the union produces actions that are ruthless
armed factions of vigilantes on the look out for looters
blood in the sewers, race riots, this how they do us
every four years, a hero myth is how they fool us
these tunnels we prepare, lined with metal piping
we hasten our steps to avoid foul air, squint through poor lighting
gotta reach day break but the path wont stay straight
our life depreciates with the falling exchange rates
we duck down to bide time, but struck down and side lined
bodies wash out at high tide, reflection of high crime
to counter radiation we eating iodine
through spectacle, in plain views to hide they crimes
mass panic over bread, they institute martial law
giving birth to resistance modeled off the art of war
precinct slaughter all, M16s cut like Islamic swords
feeding off of death, some sort of carnivore

to ensure safety we secure our own transmissions
speaking enigma over lines they tap and listen
they trap and imprison, slash, bash in our dominion
not hesitant to suppress uprisings and black sedition
Our pasts are given, but it seems that our futures shifted
it's not in their interest to keep our spirits lifted

To the refugees, running for your life, find your way
To prisoners of conscience, escape the firing range
To all peoples, who have to suffer climate change
This crisis isn't normal, we just forced to fight the flames

suspicious of our autonomy,  how we live consciously
corroding their control through organic technology
grow our own food so Monsanto not profiting
set up our own school, defend against false prophecy
polish our own jewels, acknowledge our own rules
harvest our own energy, sharpen our own tools
know who is the enemy, believe our own destiny
war has 2 sides when we maintain our own identity
Remain beneath suspicion for now to avoid attrition
photovoltaics on roofs top drive hydroponic systems
methane from bio reactors got the pot hissing
all the surplus we keep in the cellar or the kitchen
cant reach the masses cause the scales pale in comparison
itll be years before the facade starts wearing thin

Wave lengths broadcasts to sell ideals mad direct
achieving homogeneity with mass effect, overrun with pacifists
people gather beneath the Golden arches
feeding their kids carbs and frozen starches
flesh from carcasses more tarnished than the tar pits
send the waste out to space in metal barges
this ain't no way to live, we sooner waste our gifts
than weigh the amount we need to repay what we've missed
every achievement is fodder for next election
they offer more protection, but instead opt for more depression
every victory we bleed for is short lived
tomorrow is morbid when history is poorly written
Memories fade while nature erodes the evidence
how can we Excel if we're Surrounded by precedent

how do we prevail if we confounded by pestilence
can't achieve excellence when we buried underneath sediments

To the refugees, running for your life, find your way
To prisoners of conscious, escape the firing range
To all peoples, who have to live with climate change
This crisis isn't normal, we just forced to fight and pray

The shock fronts is more than troop divisions
or nukes and what we doing with them, its every ruthless dictum
its that spy satellite panopticon supervision
its that looping news segment, about soup kitchen nutrition
its fossil fuels, its prescription drug induced sickness
its the crucifixion against truth and wisdom

its pollution that scales cause science is superstition
Lucid visions with no use to mention
Surrender just live in their perfect fantasy
Whatever the famine brings, we can manage things
Surrender to the shock or fight to stop the calamity
our lives are front lines in this war for humanity