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Seeds of rebellion lay outside your front door*
If you nourish them and water them they'll grow into a healthy what for?
And if revolution isn't what's in store
How can you care anymore?
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
Lest the state of your resolve makes you quickly devolve to a fundamentalist
You're an archetype,
that they can pin to the wall
As you cling to all convictions like a farm animal in its stall
Never thinking of the bigger world outside
As they take you for a ride
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
Because passion unabated will be readily conflated with belligerence
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
The spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
And the verdict won't be kind 'cuz they're desperate for a viable alternative
Take a stance.
The Resist stance.
- Album:
- True North
- Christmas Songs
- The Dissent Of Man
- New Maps Of Hell
- Empire Strikes First
- Process Of Belief
- The Process Of Belief
- New America
- No Substance
- Tested (Live)
- The Gray Race
- All Ages
- Stranger Than Fiction
- Recipe For Hate
- 80-85
- Against The Grain
- No Control
- Suffer
- Into the Unknown
- Miscellaneous