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Manifest Nation

https://aninruddah.files.wordpress.com/2014/10/16-manifest-nation-mp3.mp3

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

Cataclysmic events, in rhetoric.

Reverse the history and perceive tragic.

Political power contradicts when corrupted.

Acts of shame how can the government be trusted?

Lies about terror, cold cases busted.

Fabricated hysteria, we won’t fight for nothing.

Isolationist, nationalist, from the start

conflicting greed, drives the world apart.

1915 under neutrality acts

Lusitania carried contraband, learn the facts.

Manipulate the war to try to win us over,

but when the war is over, increased foreclosure.

Stop lying, look at these eyes. Mask emotions, in disguise.

In my mind, I despise, the capitalist alibi.

Idolize the Marxist eye. Utopia, the saddest lie.

Better watch out, MacArthur tactics on the rise.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

Governments salivating, vicious palettes algebrating

stomach lined with the food we don’t have, aggravating.

Agonized by the wolf, sheep wooled in front of you.

Bull minded markets, food chain above you.

Imperial is not the basis of our government or is it?

Washington discredited, disapproved, disregarded it.

Disgusted with it because it destroys innocence,

peasants ruled by a king, democratic politics.

Imperialize the Philippines, Theodore killed the dream.

Founding father unforeseen, destroyed in proximity.

Angry kids raised up on hereditary discipline.

Hard to give in, extinction of our kids again.

Did God touch the forehead of the Manifest Nation?

That is like saying trust in the Bush Administration.

Doesn’t fit the puzzle, pieces scattered everywhere,

Nations feel the wrath, Godzilla just don’t care.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

How many governments does it take to spoil,

the soil, the roots of all life have always stayed loyal.

To this royal class of citizens,

Never listened for instance to public interest.

Burn down the buildings of those killing us,

yes revenge is the sweetest, keep it, keep it up.

My salvation, never seen it caving in,

two steps away from breaking, creating sin.

Not pessimistic, nor melioristic.

Take for instance, yes must be realistic.

Society atomistic, vision we’ve done missed it.

Dismissed it quick, hierarchal twisted.

Back from the winter we are fresh in the Spring.

Rested from our sleep, investments ceased.

Investments reopened in degrees,

Living in the struggle, lose integrity.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

We lost our senses, roots from a better drum,

stick to the beat, civilians drop one by one.

No matter which is done, payment shallowed with a sum,

Lost conviction unjust, this government I’ve had enough.

* I do not own the rights to the instrumentals, they are just to compliment the lyrics *

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