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MISERY INDEX LYRICS
"Misery Index/Mumakil" (2007 Split album)
1. Ruling Class Canceled
2. 49 Seconds of Hate
3. The Color of Blood
4. Meet Reality
1. Ruling Class Canceled
Ruling Class Cancelled
(music: Kloeppel and lyrics Netherton)
Class is cancelled!
Counter-hegemonics,
Multitudes in swarm
On nations at the center
who watch their world deform
This global insurrection was given birth by the ruling class
And the children of empire -whose world this is to take
Open up the Seventh Seal and watch the West decay..decay! x 2
Apocalyptic riders, above black horse's hooves
Have come to reap their harvest, to taste their labor's fruits
O' begotten Caesar!
You can't deny what is theirs...
And quickly you forget
Just how YOUR West was won...
...then lost.
2. 49 Seconds of Hate
49 Seconds of Hate
(music: Kloeppel/Jarvis and lyrics Kloeppel)
Ignorance is bliss
the culprit of twist
the quintessence of spin
their right legs shorter than their left
Barking fascist cur
in pursuit of his own shit
parading as prophets
and on each word I fucking spit
As descents try to clean
the right wings fucking mess
rupert murdock buys,
and bill o'reily pounds his chest
the time has come for change
so for them i dedicate
for lack of objectivity
49 of hate
3. The Color of Blood
The Color of Blood
(music: Kloeppel/Jarvis and lyrics Kloeppel)
What instills fear into the hearts of men
The pale blank stare of the bastard sons of Sam
Waltons perched on high, big brother Bush's patriot
act
As Fear, the great inhibitor, can motivate the taking
of lives back
Consume...your empire your tomb
We sold our SUV's
We bleeding red and black
We got up from our knees
And took that shit from Wal-Mart back
And I could give a fuck about this shit robot parade
red white and blue and sleep
and so soundly they shall stay
I'll curse this till my throat will bleed, bleeding
red and black
In the wake of awakening, red and fucking black
Consume...your empire your tomb
Lying to yourself, a state of self delusion
as commonground with greed is a commonplace illusion
Who should peddle fear onto the hearts of men
As Fear, the great back-stabber, can give one means to
stand
4. Meet Reality
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