Testo Carlo Giuliani - Conflict
Testo della canzone Carlo Giuliani (Conflict), tratta dall'album There's No Power Without Control
C.A.R.L.O. is in everyone who
Figgles without reasons, finding snide kick in back
Who will not back down, can't take it
As Mother Earth begins to crack
C.A.R.L.O. aches, the oldest tongue that
Lied, has been extinct since they engaged in civil war
A fearful glance into their future
Where robots in force, law defies
Anarchist armies rampage, running battles commonplace
Victorious in battle, delivering a fine taste
Of what it feels like to be beaten bad
Butted right up the arse
When hit with no values, worthless to the task
Another time, we've grown, they punished statements
And defied all wasted woo-woo, he's our neighbour
Their currency of death rings silent
But we'll respect for half a chance to offer something new
Or wrong or right or wrong, whatever
A different point of view
C.A.R.L.O.'s got a final breath that
Now stands out for its opinions
That would be otherwise forgot
A landmark confirmation
Of what they will do and we will not
C.A.R.L.O. stops
Thousands of them hearts now beat in unison, as one
With one thought, one world, one man, one report
Each fire starts, each just begun
If we can't forgive, forgive, give in
Suicide, the oldest sin
What once seemed unacceptable
Leads to a civil and less than blast
Do we hurt and hurt those within our ranks?
Should we fight with fists when
They use guns and bombs attack?
Do we plead and beg forgiveness
As their cocking pipes their way?
As they chop down our silver forests
Their bullets, blood, and loveless hate?
Do we forgive and forget the terrorist force?
You ain't follow, come on, follow
Bush tucks on these warriors, shoves it down the starving's throat
They screw the planet up, the shit up
As human nature chokes
On their fossil fuels, cut
That leaves a bad taste in our mouth
Christ, it is getting kind of hot now
As instincts question, all's gone south
Seasons without reasons, raging fearfully into one
Extinction from the mix of radiation from the sun
The world's port of beauty now dark and angry skies
Rivers rage, immerse their banks, nothing will survive
New, three new arms on seas, three atomic tectum plates
The ice caps melting into blood
Burning runts, I spill the blood
Iring glass, uncoated, blinded, sorry, to a hole
Helpless, demoralised, destroyed, nothing over
These doctors who have gone insane
Sanctions condensatized
These species commits those silent
To rise up this time with violence
Make sure the more they kill
The stronger our will to
Body like old ones but love this song
Yeah, more studies done but you'd expect the same
C.A.R.L.O., you will remember the name
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Paul Jerwood
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