Nausea - The Punk Terrorist Anthology, Vol. 1

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Once fertile land, now barren crust
A “clear cut” path tred foolishly
Into the grasp of industry

Listen closely, can you hear
The falling of the tree
Deep within the forest heart
Where no one’s there to see
The raping of an eon’s growth
Squandered callously
Another murdered biosphere
Consumed by industry

Cry of the seabirds, vanished with time
Waves no longer crash the shoreline
The sea is now content to boil
Weighted down with heavy oil
Corpses cast out from the sea
Rot on the shore, amidst debris
Their skeletons slowly decompose
No longer sun to bleach the bones 

NAUSEA - Here Today

Godless - Nausea

This track is from the album In a Few Hours of Madness... and is available for purchase on CD Baby here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/civildisobedience2

Manufactured Citizens

Lyrics:

look into their eyes
what do you see?
I see fear, innocence and agony
look at their souls
what do you see?
punishment without criminality
look into their minds
what do you see?
why the fuck are you doing this to me?
look at their flesh
what do you see?
the blood of needless pain from your insanity

unseen, they suffer
unheard, they cry
in agony, they linger
in loneliness, they die

look at yourself
what do you see?
the bastard who inflicted pain on me
look into your soul
what do you see?
the conscience of a killer who refuses to let me free
look into your mind
what do you see?
selfishness
the pedestal of apathy
look into your heart
what do you see?
surely not a human from your indecency

unseen, they suffer 
unheard, they cry 
in agony, they linger 
in loneliness, they die

electrodes in my head
straps secure my arms
I know these humans
are out to do me harm
caged from day of birth
unable to walk free
why can't these bastards
fucking let me be
I know these humans
are out to do me harm
endless, senseless torture on a science slaughter farm
years of animal testing
how can this be true?
you'd surely feel different
if I did this crime on you
animal torture
how can this exist?
a crime with no law
committed by scientists
electrodes in my head
electrodes in my head
now dead.

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