Justifiable Homicide

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.

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