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World of Wounds

by deadmeat

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1.
You spoke of reducing the distance between us and the poor Liberation to captives and so much more Whatever it takes We felt this deeply But you put miles between us With lived privilege left unchecked Seems it came with a price A blurred sense of boundaries and coerced relations A thirst for injustice quenched You've been trashed by the system verses the other way around Weapons against the punks against the poor To dull our senses The hole in your critique is where your drink pours through No longer a threat to those who enslave you just to the ones that love you
2.
I haven't heard a peep from you in some time now I know your love is not easily angered But when it becomes so, please follow fucking through Run it down Strike hard strike fast Claw it to pieces Even if I'm caught in the middle I won't take it personally I'll try to be prepared though Just kill these fucking lights We need to see the stars again
3.
I won't let this wash over me True feelings false problems Thought you could end this Suspended at the surface where there's always work to do and worth to feel But I don't feel what you feel Your careers will provide the rest that you need While sleeping with one eye open is the best rest we'll ever have
4.
Dude Machine 01:16
You traded your letterman jacket for a crust vest with a circle A But nothing's changed You're still an asshole dude machine This shit's not MMA it's punk & hxc I look out for you You look out for me Your right to swing your fist ends where my nose begins Don't confuse autonomy with gross male privilege A proclaimed "safe space for violence" A true projection of your insecurities But here you gain respect from vulnerability Here we share in our struggles This is a safe place to feel fucking safe!
5.
I woke to the shaking thought the worst and found everything you were laid waste on the ground Thought you could hold out Thought there might be a chance Made us feel a thousand miles It was what we needed It's what you gave to us A way of sobriety in a world fucked up Truly a light in our world of darkness Sign posts I have not forgotten Now the kids must push further to realize Hope to god they can survive this
6.
Now the bosses are hanging from the rafters Strength found in worker cohesion Now the struggles over The floor is yours Still progress marches on But there's those whose terms can't be bought or sold Who value not production but an intact forest Beyond the smog where lives live free forever It's economy or ecology Power over or no power at all The peak of your liberation is the exploitation of every living thing
7.
Hone 01:03
Our teeth were sharp, now filed down We dug deep, but declawed now Our wrists were limp, fists loose The punch we packed hurt us not you We've since been on our backs but actively waiting This time the reign of the domesticators will come to an end We'll join with the wild forces and fight back with our feral edge Our claws will grow back We'll regain our bite Again you will meet our fist This time they'll be clenched tight
8.
Art all over the yard Your cigarette burns my face As you stumble away Her knee kicked into mush as I hid upstairs Hoping not to be next Praying not to be next Crawl for help Your hands wrapped around my throat like a snake constricting more and more with every move I make Before you take your last breath Hear you're born into a world of wounds that isolate But world of wounds won't have the last say Those who inflict a world of wounds will meet resistance here today
9.
Beset 01:29
Don't let go Though the ground moves beneath you and shade disappears I'm barely hanging on myself But don't let go Connect with that which bears light That which continues to fight Take your stand bear your teeth And see it through Prove that life still moves you
10.
Cold Rite 01:35
We've been bloodlet All senses processed for us Ripped from all that is primary But our lives were once free Psychology of dependence mastered We cling to the safety of being possessed Fears rooted in false narratives deeply ingrained Walls of abstractions and convolutions Built to keep us in as much as to keep them out For fear that direct contact of mind, body, and wildness might prove a real threat

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released September 4, 2015

Recorded at The Space Station in Orlando Florida.
Mixed and Mastered by deadmeat.

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