- Be The Change
Watch your TV and kill your brain.
Drink your beer and point the blame.
Smoke your cigarettes down to the stubs.
Getting trashed like a bunch of slobs.
You complain about the government and everything they say,
But don't you realize with your Anheuser Busch and Phillip Morris you're buying in?
Go to school, go to work, go to sleep, pay your rent.
- For The Innocent
FOR THE INNOCENT.
And I can not sit quiet while the these murders and tortures persist.
You will hear my voice ring out against the injustices.
For every innocent being who lost or never had a voice, my strength of freedom can't be ignored.
Chorus.
For the blood spilt of the innocent.
- Industry Of War
War, what is it good for? Absolutely nothing.
Well that's the way it appears to me,
but it's great for the economy
as we're building up this empire society.
Well the media's profiting from the world trade towers tumbling.
They're selling their primetime ads on this patriotic screen.
They're selling inaccuras, their lies and propaganda.
Rebroadcasting images from FOX, feed it to America through the idiot box.
- Ink Under Your Skin
Well, I've seen these friends, they've come and gone.
I watched their X's fade when sobriety lacked being fun.
They made a choice and a commitment, to forever remain drug free, for themselves, their family's their friends.
Even with Straight Edge tattooed across your chest,
the ink under your skin is the only thing remaining true till death.
You sold yourself like it was a fucking trend.
Now you've turned your back, so for us this is the end.
- One Species
And I scream, cause each one of them there is a part of me.
And I rage, cause I’m locked with them inside that cage.
Cause I don’t see a difference between the multitude of species. They feel pain I feel pain. They all just want to live. Just like me.
And when are we going to see, that there’s no difference in suffering.
One species, were all the same.
Were all sentient beings.
- Pono
Born into a cruelty industry.
Taken from his mother and sold into captivity.
Kidnaped at a few days of age to spend the rest of his life stretched out on a chain.
But your light is what will make them see.
Your light is what will set you free.
Your life will bring the change.
And your life will break that chain.
- The Middle Passage
Taken from my one true love.
My family and I forced onto the waiting truck.
We yell out all our protest, scream until we`ve got nothing left.
Our cries of pain fall on deaf ears.
We all struggle to breathe while suppressing our greatest fears.
Four long days into the nights we travel.
Cramped together without food or water.