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Revolution Is Imminent

by Blast Tyrant

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Tell me to sell my soul so you could steal my faith You'd better do what they say, or you'll fucking pay And the story has been sold You say that you'll be the one at the pearly gates People think you're insane so sort your head out mate Come on Jesus, rape my soul I dont believe you when you say He's gonna send down a hurricane I dont need you or your faith Leave me alone to live my fucking life I know I wont be sent before heavens gate Wont get on my knees, I wont fucking pray Now your stories are getting old Condemned to Hell, If you aint gonna pray Come and do your worst, Ill just sit here and wait Come on Jesus, rape my soul I don't need your soul I don't need your soul To save a life like my own I don't need your soul I don't need your soul To save a life like my own There's meaningless conflicts, in your name,why cant we believe in... Peace time, Freedom, of religion... Ill never believe you You pray too much to call youself innocentand I really do think You've been force fed all the lies you preach I still dont believe you You Talk bullshit
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The sky grew dark as you flew away Life dealt a cheap blow so tonight I stay... ...Stranded In Berlin I watch the world go by as my chips go cold My stolen passports already been sold By some thieving bastards Sat alone by the embassy My wedge was running low So I head to the East of town Where all the rockers go Everything turned out alright We had a hell of a night Cheap Becks and rock n' roll Saved my life Just twenty one, out on the road There is no better place to go Or better place I could be stranded This cities got some nasty ghosts So I raise a glass to my friendly hosts Fuck the past now lets get wasted Sat alone by the Brandenburg My wedge was running low So I head to the East of town Where all the rockers go Everything turned out alright We had a hell of a night Cheap Becks and rock n' roll Saved my life Left black and blue And I didnt fight I know Ive got nothing to lose By the end of the night On my hands and knees through broken glass I know Ive got to make these final hours last Killing time in Kreuzberg Now I look into the night for somewhere to go Found a motley crew that make me feel at home Now were getting hammered Sat alone by the embassy My wedge was running low So I head to the East of town Where all the rockers go Everything turned out alright We had a hell of a night Cheap Becks and rock n' roll Saved my life As you tear through the sky like distant thunder I swore this night would've sent me under As i stumbled down Vienna Street I was schotzing all the people I meet When life takes a blow you've gotta take your chances You've gotta take your chance Were only killing time
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I'm from a generation That too easily admits defeat But I wont give up these reckless dreams While this restless heart still beats Backed into a corner By societies demands They try to ruin me financially But they'll never keep me down Locked in a cycle to keep you earning Where what you make, you end up burning So many possesions Its an advertisers dream But I wont be buying all the shit All the shit they're selling me Too many just shrug it off and accept their given roles But they'll never take away our souls Our minds cannot be sold Locked in a cycle to keep you earning Where what you make, you end up burning Ive got guts and Ive got brains and Ive got heart Just need a foothole, to kick off from the start A screaming deathpunk call to arms Could revolution really be so hard? Turn off your TV and think for just a minute Is this really how lifes got to be? Apathy broadcast to drones You send them money through your telephones In return for choosing the latest pop star to blow your money on Not for me, fuck this, good night. Could it be so hard? Could revolution really be so hard?

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released April 1, 2014

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