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Dying Fetus - Justifiable Homicide lyrics
Profits are the powermad's motivating force.
 Just a greedy aspiration to be fed.
 Put to the test, they'll fuck all the rest,
 till all their rivals are dead...they're dead.
 Pushed on to fight as the pressure infects
 and their rotten intentions arise
 Our retaliation forces are the primary front
 we all have got to cut them down to size.
 Faceless prophets pushing nazi policies
 Money is the God they defend.
 The workers released, the lions are fed,
 it’s all just a means to an end.
 The war is here and the mission is clear: engage-enforce-erase
 Who are they to say we're free? There's no choices I can see.
 Just look around, the tension builds.
 Who's to blame when it comes down?
 Drug laws, no privacy, the last breath of sanity
 It's all fucked, ‘cause what I see is too damn many brain-washed humans.
 The forces of dissention are released, 
 their products and corruption no one needs.
 The cracks within the system start to show
 so let's fucking let them know
 think if you can, what a fucking waste of life
 one too many dreams have broken.Dying Fetus - Justifiable Homicide - http://motolyrics.com/dying-fetus/justifiable-homicide-lyrics.html
 Down through the past, it's a spiral into night
 try if you can; break this cycle clean.
 Work for a wage, it's a lie, it's a mind game, 
 breaking your back for some mother fucker
 He doesn't care, and no one really does
 Life is short, so get up off your knees
 there's no peace, till we rip off the roof of this whole desecration
 haul out the liers who claim who claim they "got a job to do"
 cause we all understand there're violent implications
 inside a world that needs us, to see the fucking deal go through
through false tenets heralding the "right to mass consumption"
 the population's gluttony is spread
 fatter and weaker, no thinking's allowed empty eyes on empty heads
 chaos surrounds as the system's cut down, these fuckers are as good as dead
 once we tear out the heart in this evisceration
 you'll know just where the fuck the world's going to
 fuck you if you believe there's no alternative
 thats where we fill-fill your empty void
 there's no changing the faith of the common man
 he's got life that your mind could never comprehend
 worthless waste just a shell of human life
 now cold dead, a death justified














