Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The War, artist - Om Unit. Album song Inversion, in the genre Драм-н-бэйс
Date of issue: 16.11.2014
Record label: Metalheadz
Song language: English
The War |
There’s a war going on inside… |
(Yo) |
There’s a war going on inside |
No man is safe from |
You can run |
But you can’t hide from yourself |
Your life is for sale |
Your soul’s on the shelf |
See a ghost in the mirror |
But don’t cry for help |
Another robot |
Fresh off the conveyor belt |
Sniff this, smoke that |
Kill off all your braincells |
Pimp your girl, pimp your world |
Tell em sex sells |
In this Petri dish We treading on eggshells |
While they play god with your stem cells |
I can tell the future |
And this isn’t gonna end well |
Troops on manoeuvrer |
They still looking for the oil well |
Blair making money post-office |
Like the Royal Mail |
Alarm bells ringing |
Tip the scale |
Before the Devil take us all to Hell |
All hail the high exalted alpha male |
But the silent runner’s hot on Mother Nature’s trail |
«I love it |
I love it |
I love it |
I love it |
I love it |
I love it |
I love it |
I love it" |
There’s a war going on inside |
No man is safe from |
You can run |
But you can’t hide from the truth |
Your life is a raffle |
I present the news |
Switch the channel |
Or stay tuned |
You choose |
One false move |
Move the goalposts |
You lose |
You’re a faulty robot |
With some loose screws |
And a short fuse |
And it’s evident |
That you lack the evidence |
To support your views |
Form an orderly queue |
Let em herd the sheeple |
No respect for the sky above you |
Or Earth beneath you |
Hollow sentiments |
Transparent |
Your words are see-through! |
No love when these back stabbers |
Are so deceitful |
But I keep my energy positive |
Cause life hangs in the balance |
Of this dynamic opposites |
Humanoid robotics |
In this modern metropolis |
The battle to control |
The consciousness of the populous! |
«The riches that we produce are ephemeral. |
And as the result of that we are |
frustrated, and terribly frustrated. |
We feel that the only thing is to go on |
getting more and more. |
And as a result of that. |
the whole landscape begins to |
look like the nursery of a spoiled child. |
who’s got too many toys and is bored |
with them, and throws them away as fast as he gets them |
Also we are dedicated to a tremendous war on the basic material dimensions of |
time and space. |
We want to obliterate their limitations. |
We want to get |
everything done as fast as possible. |
We want to convert the rhythms and the |
skills of work into cash |
And then rush home to get away from work and begin the real business of life, |
to enjoy ourselves. |
To be the real point of life, what you rush home to get to, |
is to watch, an electronic reproduction of life. |
You can’t touch it, |
it doesn’t smell, and it has no taste |
You might think that people getting home to the real point of life in a robust |
material culture would go home to a colossal banquet, or an orgy of love-making, |
or a riot of music and dancing; |
But nothing of the kind |
It turns out to be this purely passive contemplation of a twittering screen. |
As you walk through suburban areas at night it doesn’t matter what part of the |
community it is, you see mile after mile of darkened houses with that little |
electronic screen flickering in the room. |
Everybody isolated, watching this |
thing. |
And thus in no real communion with each other at all |
The spectacles one sees on this television it’s perfectly proper to exhibit |
people slugging and slaying each other but oh dear no, not people loving each |
other, except in a rather restrained way |
One can only draw the conclusion that the assumption underlying this is that |
expressions of physical love are far more dangerous than expressions of |
physical hatred |
And it seems to me that a culture that has that sort of assumption is basically |
crazy and devoted — unintentionally indeed but nevertheless in-fact devoted not |
to survival, but to the actual destruction of life." |