Dying Fetus Justifiable Homicide Letras:
profits are the powermad’s motivating force,
just a greedy aspiration to be
fed put to the test, they’ll fuck all the
rest, till all their rivals are
dead…they’re dead
Pushed on to fight as the pressure infects
and their rotten intentions arise
our retalitation forces are the primary front, we all have got to
cut them down to size
faceless prophets pushing nazi policies, money is the God they defend
the workers released, the lions are fed,
its all just a means to an end,

the war is here and the mission is clear, engage-enforce-erase ERASE

who are they to say we’re free
there’s no choices I can see
just look around- the tension builds
- who’s to blame when it comes down?
drug laws, no privacy
the last breath of sanity
its all fucked -cause what I see is
too damn many brainwashed humans

the forces of dissention are released
their products and corruption no one needs
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the cracks within the system start to show
so lets fucking let them know

think if you can, your a fucking waste of life
one too may dreams have broken
down through the past, it’s a spiral into night
try if you can, break this cycle clean
work for a wage, its a lie, its a mind game
breaking your back for some mother fucker
he doesn’t care, and no one really does
life is short, so get up off your knees

there’s no peace, till we rip off the roof of this whole desecration
haul out the liers who claim who claim they "got a job to do"
cause we all understand there’re violent implications
inside a world that needs us, to see the fucking deal go through

through false tenets heralding the "right to mass consumption"

the population’s gluttony is spread
fatter and weaker, no thinking’s allowed empty eyes on empty heads
chaos surrounds as the system’s cut down,
these fuckers are as good as dead

once we tear out the heart in this evisceration
you’ll know just where the fuck the world’s going to
fuck you if you believe there’s no alternative
thats where we fill-fill your empty void
there’s no changing the faith of the common man
he’s got life that your mind could never comprehend
worthless waste just a shell of human life
now cold dead, a death justified
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