Seized by Fascists Songtext
von ANS

Vanished the concrete
With the finest bullets fired
Confined by words set free
The freedom isn′t justice
Locked in a concrete cage
Condemned by this head that changed
My last within my rage
Who do I serve?
Person am I hurt?
Hanging on the rope
By this weightless love
Forced by crooks


Supposedly existing
To ride the mind
Seen it for what it is
But this life's a bust
In the current integration
Good ol′ life's a cult of goods
You can't find the pity
You can′t find the opiate fix
In the place to be
A cure to the fiend′s
Follows by the pit

How can I recover?
How can I reverse this condition?
Spiritful and despised
To a coffin in a hearse
False opinions are denied
Doors bolted shut
Personal quivers
That are opened shut
By the grinch and the material crutch

Steal my life
Make me write
Imprisoned in the tip of a pen
Who am I to serve fathoms
With a statement that lasts?
Locked in its wake for a century
Still emancipating the past


Tricks, riddle me
Suck, tattered seed
Tossed away to wait
For the final event
Makin' so sick
Does it make you sick?
Dished on a platter
Topped off with mint
Those who abide to the guardian lies
Imprisoned on the road′s cliffs

Steal my life
Make me write
Imprisoned in the tip of a pen
Who am I to serve fathoms
With a statement that lasts?
Locked in its wake for a century
Still emancipating the past

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