Panopticon

Merkstave
its cold on the outskirts of the fireand we shiver in confusiongreedilly huddling for warmth,next to the dancing flames back to back,wallowing in shame.isa......whose been cast and carved into the oak,our fear causes stillnesswe are like the glass waters of an undisturbed pond.petrified in our selfishness,only moving to satiate our own desiresand quench our own thirstsinto the void we all fall.abandon humanity as we abandon lawaway from bullets and fireand bombs over head.its easy to escape state oppression, but not to escape ourselvesto learn to live as one body, away from this capitalist hellpoison runes.....merkstavethe ink that smears your fleshbranded with this human curseto only care for ones selfit takes more than one tree to create the forests canopy...how do we learn to live as one body and yet mantain our individual autonomy?Letras de cancionesthis war has just begun and the most deadly weapon is our own handswhen one of us falls in the field(i will become your shield)when one of us harvests the grain(all of us will eat again)when ever a child is born(a warrior she will become)when one of us ever is slain(all of us will feel his pain) From Letras Mania