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III

by Uprising

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1.
Eternal Mantra And here we go again The same old song, because nothing changed world suffering in a pandemic people losing all hope and will livelihood and existence endangered by a virus that randomly kills except those who have plenty living happily ever after like the leeches that they are nourishing on the blood of the many Rich getting even richer while the poor are left to die and to mock those who suffer philanthropy is sold as the generous cure This is not a conspiracy this was not arranged in the shadows it's the child we birthed in the open by a game called "winners and losers" Win, Win, the eternal Mantra Of the victorious leeches Unending Miasma Until all resistance breaches Tax, Tax the rich and decadent the endless battlecry It's sung by all dissidents Fuck winning if justice dies As long as there are winners there will be those with broken backs because if one has much, another one has naught so fuck winning, let's all live in dignity Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call it charity you live in a mansion and the slums have nothing to eat Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call that charity the few have more than the many, your donations are a fucking joke Don't give away 1% of your hoard and call that charity Fuck your eternal Mantra and fuck winning, let everyone live in dignity Win, Win, the eternal Mantra Of the victorious leeches Unending Miasma Until all resistance breaches Tax, Tax the rich and decadent the endless battle cry It's sung by all dissidents Fuck winning if justice dies When will you fucking losers finally stop dreaming of winning and scream with us to tax the rich When will you finally stop listening to all those demagogues preaching of some made up threat coming for your made up wealth
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Uprise III 07:03
Uprise III Oh hail the good old world a simple life forevermore when evaluation was for the mystics Oh hail the good old days Speaks the one in power when not affected ignorance is bliss why listen to reason and evidence When everything can just stay the same on their thrones of might and power made of the gold they inherited piled up by the greed of their grandfathers made on the backs of those who suffered they still dictate our lives with ashen hearts and selfishness try to keep your voices buried with a fog of lightning gases Uprise - there is no better war to fight Uprise - than for a future where reason and compassion decides Uprise - for there might be no tomorrow Uprise - on this selfish path we follow For too long white old men dictated the definition of what is wrong and right And our fires were extinguished while world and mankind suffered Oh hail the old ways where we exploited all we could grasp lives and nature, nothing was save Oh hail when we did not have to answer Speak the ones in power they still rule with oppression by denying everyone else a voice who is not an image of themselves And so they reigned with iron hands by pretending that everyone has equal rights if it is only their way or none all hope is lost and they keep destroying our planet with their never ending greed for money And they keep us from true social justice with their smokescreens of fear and panic
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Raise a Glass Firestorm and flood And the earth is drenched in blood By humanity about to die That kills just to kill some time Eons to learn and there’s only power Domination by the ones who tower So let the masters reign, warfare money, selfishness Even if it destroys this fucking place Oh sweet death, thy name we praise See the suffering we raise Our service to worship our eternal God In his honor we drench the soil in blood The end is near And broken lies this earth We waste year and year increasing our wealth A dying world, knife at our throats nothing left to give, I am all out of hope Drifting towards the abyss, despair clenching our hearts Raise a glass to the end about to start Each day adds to the void, that claims the place once renowned as hope I stared to long into the human abyss and I can only fill it up with rage and hate I dreamed of a future for my children to claim and now I raise a glass in complete disdain to celebrate the downfall of this world, with tears in my eyes I wonder what it was worth War and famine politicians calling refugees vermin Every day another step Towards our inevitable death We should spend the effort to save this earth instead of increasing our wealth or killing our brother for his right to live is destruction really all we can give Every day a sermon of our failings manmade death while the planet is ailing and even imagination can't see a future because all sight is blocked by fucking vultures The end is near And broken lies this world And we wage war each year until all land is burned A dying world, knife at our throats nothing left to give, I am all out of hope Drifting towards the abyss, despair clenching our hearts Raise a glass to the end about to start
4.
A message to the hypocrites Call for peace refuse to help moan agenda but full of propaganda close your eyes when you sentence death except if cobalt is dug out of the ground I know I simplify but so do you When you look away From the price others have to pay A world encapsulated in black and white wealth and happiness our natural right No matter the price no matter the cost It’s just the lives of other that are lost This is a message to you hypocrites To all you fucking little parasites: Fuck off! It’s the fear the festers in the heart demand the silver tray, but deny to pay/ enjoy the wealth but not responsibility close the borders and Ausländer raus Luckily you are just concerned I know I simplify but so do you compassion is expected but not to be requested I cannot forgive nor forget that you deny this debt you own too all the souls rotting in the sea, the ditches or dark holes
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While the World is burning I see fire in the distance hills radiate against the twilight skies black smoke that cramps the lungs and screams by the victims that were left to die We've known for 50 years that this day was coming Yet silently we sat watching because money weighs more than science deny the facts, deny the reasons still the world is burning wasted years, wasted seasons while we are yearning for a change and healing that we start learning till you are convicted for your treason for killing earth for your earnings dig until nothing is left profit until you drown in money burn everything to the ground who care's about tomorrow? I see a flood coming masses of water tear everything apart choking on the stink of mud civilization drowns in the seas this is happening, this is now years and years and years of ignored warning It is too late now our actions bear consequences still you burn the black oil like it was nothing still you block any progress not to endanger your precious wealth mocking kids fighting or their future how pathetic I hope you live to burn with the rest of us I hope it was worth it deny the facts, deny the reasons still the world is burning wasted years, wasted seasons while we are yearning for a change and healing that we start learning till you are convicted for your treason for killing earth for your earnings
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Brace yourself I’m sick and tired of convincing, of all fact-deniers Disgusted by all the lies Worn by picking up all the morons Who hasn’t understood by now never will Who is unable to face the changes now is never going to swallow that pill Every proof discarded, every argument countered with lies If you can’t imagine what is going to come My consideration is about to be done Brace yourself for what’s to come you will know sorrow before this is done 90 to midnight now and still you block all change I’ve had enough, get out of our fucking way If you think blocking the street is threatening Wait until unquenchable thirst sets in If you cry about soup dripping from glass over paint Wait until the hunger makes you faint If you complain about minutes on your trip Wait for the flood and the water that slowly from the ceiling drips If you moan about the costs to keep you warm wait for the price to pay to face this fucking storm A call for collective action and legislation We got no time to lose, be part of the solution or to be left in the ditches is what you choose Who hasn’t understood by now never will Who is unable to face the changes now is never going to swallow that pill I’m tired of pulling your weight so this planet doesn’t die no more pity left for those who have none themselves fuck individual action, radical decency needs to be the law If you complain about my food’s name wait until your home is consumed by the flames If windmills amongst the trees bother you wait until there are no forests left to wander through If you are concerned by the margin of you profits Wait until the margin of the dead is going to top it If you care only about yourself and your wellbeing death and destruction is all we will be seeing

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Vinyl version contains a cover of "Ten Ton Hammer" by Machine Head

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released July 19, 2024

W.: Bass - Guitars – Voice
In rage and fury wrest from the shadows between the years 2021 – 2023 at Schattenschmiede Studios.
Drums painfully dragged into lights by Austin Lunn in the 12th moon of 2023.
Chiseled into rebellious songs to sing by Markus Stock at Klangschmiede Studio E.
Drum editing by Spenser Morris.
All calls to uprise written by W.
“Ten Ton Hammer” by Machine Head
Accompanying art of defiance by Misanthropic Art, polished into a layout of wrath by Heresie Studios.

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