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TRAGEDY.DEATH.PAIN
03:13
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Suffering, grief, hopelessness
Heightened fears, a tightened noose
With innuendo and subtle spin
The media paints the nation’s mood
Paralysed by an irrational fear
The oligarchy sits and gloats
We cower away from the hidden truths
Stay in our homes, never rock the boat
(CH) Tragedy, death and pain… Our salvation once again
Dial in emotions with tears and blood
There’s a new threat knocking at our door
The viral zeitgeist of unseen terror
Socially distanced forever more
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NO ONE TO MOURN
01:28
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We are all disposable; we’re all left to die alone
Our Bodies left in corridors; with no one round to mourn
Just echoed footsteps passing by, en route with forms to file
The silence is uncomfortable; paying respects has denied
Our passing marked on tally charts; n’ muttered through some stranger’s lips
No one knew our inner strength, or how long we maintained our grip
Drained by this society; by day by month by year
Everything we had and loved; is removed as memories disappears
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HUSK
00:52
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Hollowed out by an endless indifference
My Senses are blunted by time
I can’t see any difference between right and wrong
And I’m too tired to care for too long
Husk
Husk
Empty shells searching for meaning
Hoping that others will see
Just futile caskets, of flesh, blood and bone
Our ambition dies with us; unknown
Husk
Husk
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COVID DREAMS
01:24
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Man sits upon his pale horse
Bleached bones line the road ahead
Stretching into a distant setting sun
Heading straight towards oblivion
Quarantined
Isolate
Covid dreams
Lie in wait
Our Earth dies; choking and alone
Drowns in the syrup within its lungs
Clogged up with the filth of industry
Lack of foresight our deadly disease
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HOPE YOU'RE PROUD?
01:35
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Is this why you signed up?
Is it everything for which you strived?
The honour you swore that you’d achieve
Will never be realised
They are – the trusted - authority
They’re here – to enforce – the law
You have - no need – to worry
As long - as you’re rich - and white
Don’t drop before me on bended knee
Don’t need subservient empathy
Show no respect for those you serve
And Time again, the blind eye fuckin --- turns
A History of sadistic violence
Ensures that we all comply
Accountability is one sick joke
Use their billy clubs to keep us in line
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