In our age this poison is called materialism, bank account full, truly poor, spiritually emaciated, money as a means not an end for you to worship, your whole drive to live, unexamined, always scamming to protect your shit, all you love is sin, always worried how much you can get, this philosophy, always thinking someone is out to steal, abomination's son, all possessions hiding what is real, same with everyone, in truth i must deny, i examine and must ask why, know the truth and it will set you free. follies of the rich fucking the lives of human numbers, possessed by possessing kept by keeping, crushed by your own grasping hand, living non-attached, constant fun, mental children, giving til it hurts is the solution, total peace in this compassion. all your money wwill it buy you love? peace? hope? salvation? i say fuck your money. give us gourmet pez.
Can you find me the rest of lyrics????
I have no Man Is The Bastard lyrics.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
4 comments:
that is all the lyrics according to the MITB/Cap Cas 12in sleeve. best mitb song ever too. hit me up at rethgrind@hotmail.com , i have some questions for you regarding mitb and powerviolence! Smith
material goods
are the new plumage
of mating tags
to all
and living death
primordial as a fall from grace
the plants and anaimals still undeveleped
the cause of the curse
infantile undeducated self service
me first
i win
see your motivations
control your desires or they will control you
standards are misleading
leaving the world on a...
still screaming for the angry fist
love
peace
hope
salvation
*follies of the wealthy
*leaving the world on a jones, still screaming for the angry fix
thanks for the complete lyrics...!
Post a Comment