Don’t give a shit anymore.
No war – or four,
or five, or six
million dead – don’t get ahead.
Draws me out
of my slumber,
makes me wonder;
the mood – the mind state,
of victims and aggressors,
with such arrogance they wield hate.
The possessors – of the power to take
us all down with them.
Peace still contains its violence,
silence sedates the confused.
When they hand ya propaganda
it’s just proof of their abuse.
Fear and terror are all
part of our mental makeup.
Each has their own,
most don’t know,
need to wake up
and see that their sons
with their hands on their guns
and their bombs, have their hearts
set on making our fears one.
If this madness is success,
which one of us is next?
With death in their hands
they draw all eyes.
With a nuclear touch,
they take all lives
and the peace that
so many died for,
is erased as
they saturate more war.
Screams as the innocent pay
with their lives,
for the dreams of the guilty,
who’ll pay with their souls in time.
Whose side are you on?
I’m on my side – I’m on your side
I’m on her side,
I’m on all sides
and we think that
we’re so civilized,
so all this shit’s
no big surprise.
Each plays their part,
don’t think what you are told to
even starts to describe
the truth that lies in you.
HG – 2000-2005
