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Tytuł: Riot of Words

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This is the moment when we choose to stand upright and direct
  set the course of our vision : new spirit in the flesh
  we see the rich man's law dem break the poor man's back again
  
  
  dead eyed but unbroken
  
  
  we see society's cruel mask upon the meaningless face
  the arrogant false prophets of this human race
  but rising to the surface hear the waters make the sound
  
  
  dead eyed but unbroken
  now
  
  
  Are you dead eyed, but unbroken?
  are you feeling alive in the dead world they've made
  are you working for a promise?
  are you working for a promise already betrayed
  while the dreams of the nation
  are just a weapon in our hearts now
  
  
  we can defy the curse of self righteousness
  no more cultureless emptiness
  pull back to reach the moment where connection was lost
  the greater the freedom the higher the cost
  
  
  drink in organic insurrection cleanse the mind
  mine the heart droplets falling faith and courage
  and fire in our hearts rising to the surface
  hear the waters make the sound
  
  
  dead eyed but unbroken
  
  
  minds once set to fight now rot bloodless upon they stem
  to update the paranoia the media disguise the system with
  designer clothes and violence regulate our birthright
  
  
  dead eyed but unbroken
  now
  
  
  are we dead eyed but unbroken
  yeah we're feeling alive in the dead world they've made
  are you working for a promise
  yeah working for a promise already betrayed
  while the dreams of the nation
  are just a weapon in our hearts now
  
  
  colors on the tv they push the lie in all things
  some of us bleed against this deception stays entrenched
  did you start to believe in it
  colors of the ruling class push the lie in all things
  some of us bleed against this deception stays entrenched
  did you start to believe in it
  
  
  are you dead eyed from the sight of no future
  and broken handed from working for a promise betrayed ?
  
  
  we can disarm