Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Destroy the Opposition, artist - Dying Fetus. Date of issue: 02.10.2000
Song language: English
Destroy the Opposition |
| Who does the earth belong to? |
| The human termites spreading lies |
| The people have to make a decision |
| But they’re too busy dying to realize |
| Who controls their future |
| And money flows above their heads |
| Just give them all a chance to make contact |
| And the last ones shall rise up to seek revenge |
| There was a time, when the weak would suffer |
| The ones in power would crush all who dissent |
| Just look around, because nothing’s changed |
| No longer kings, they wear a suit and tie |
| Those who survive, have no conviction |
| Just follow trends, until they’re born again |
| So who will live, and who will die? |
| It’s up to us to carry on the fight |
| Rising up, from the ashes to the challenge |
| Face to face, it’s not too late to start resisting |
| All around; |
| we have a chance to change the world |
| Believe in us, tomorrow’s dreams are fire in our blood |
| Bred to buy, not to think |
| Tell more lies, make them weak |
| Nothing’s real, except the mindset you’ve created |
| To the left, avoid the path that they’ve been paving |
| Mainstream lies, unleashed through waves that mold behavior |
| We’ve had enough, their greedy fucking system’s going down |
| Bred to buy, not to think |
| Tell more lies, make them weak |
| Without hesitation, I will kick the TV in |
| Sick of all these fuckers with their Prozac grins |
| Always selling shit, that no one wants or needs |
| Choking up the planet with their get rich schemes |
| A mediated world, what a sick reality |
| Wake the fuck up, smell the shit, then you will see |
| What’s good for them isn’t good for everyone |
| The future starts now, for a past yet to come |
| Just ask them one question and they’ll tell you fifteen lies |
| They’re Judas, Hitler, Stalin, and Brutus all combined |
| The world is false-constructed to satisfy their needs |
| If we keep obeying orders, we’re like lambs to the slaughter for their feast |
| Handed down, the final call |
| Rise to fight, destroy them all |
| It’s too late to accomodate |
| The game is lost, because no one is thinking |
| Born with a chance to facilitate the end of a time that’s defined by hypocrisy |
| Just like rats they will multiply, and run with the pack without ever seeing |
| Out of the womb to be crucified, we challenge the doctrine they’ve been |
| preaching |