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deca - mammon's mantra كلمات الأغنية

[intro – sample]
every time he opens his mouth, he says ‘oink.’
and i cannot accept any lie that is so phonetically out of harmony with my ears
the pigs of the power structure, are oinking to the people
let’s get you a boot off my neck, i’m gonna try to sn-tch your leg off

[verse 1 – deca]
lost in the bliss of a lofty wish
a pot to p-ss, pocket stick
pop pits for the populace
pop crystal watch the pills down your esophagus

on the eve of the apocalypse
we got megaton bombs, rocket ships
stop and frisk, and keep state off of this
i’ve been waiting for the plot to twist

i’m an optimist
back in the grips of an unseen h-ll with an ax to grind
a vagabond, far from home
following the path toward avalon

when the market thrives and the sharks arrive
to tear apart your hide with sharpened knives
you can see a world with a darker side
where they harbor lies and the high of the dark resides [?]

we’re led towards our demise
[?] by phantom menace
got a house and a car to drive
a new phone and a smart television with the camera in it

in the pandemic land of bread and image
show me where the answer is hidden
a cancer is living in the minds of men
we got wolves in the den, and ants in the kitchen

[chorus 2x – deca]
far as the eye can see
there’s eyes in the sky that are eyeing me
going through the world in a stranglehold
they want control
they want your ghost

(money, lies)
sharpened swords
(abuse, power)
guard the door
(fire, bullets)
cull the knives
(terror, war)
called the ch-r-s

[verse 2 – deca]
broke away from the day to day
to take a walk in the citadel
in the crown of the human sh-ll
in the living h-ll where the inner house come running
at the sound of the dinner bell

the world outside reflects
at the inner complex and effect below
that we project from the depths of a restless soul
the suppression grows for the collective hole

i’ve been in a heaven on earth
in the soft light of a new dawn
i’ve been in a round with the son of darkness
chained to my self-hate when i couldn’t move on

we oscillate between opposites
locked in the grips of a hidden hand
draw lines in the sand
trying to make a stand to the lioness
with the lamb in the confines of a wasteland

when it’s 8 below
when you’ve strolled down the baking row
with no place to go
it takes a toll, take it slow
try to break the mold to find sp-ce to grow

to build in amidst all the chaos here
in the belly of the beast where they prey on fear
where police on a centipede creep in the streets
and they’ll reach for their piece and
(bang)

[chorus 2x – deca]
far as the eye can see
there’s eyes in the sky that are eyeing me
going through the world in a stranglehold
they want control
they want your ghost

(money, lies)
sharpened swords
(abuse, power)
guard the door
(fire, bullets)
cull the knives
(terror, war)
called the ch-r-s

[outro – sample]
if a man has a good hold on life
the whole get a more, more -ssured security goes on
that’s right, so things should become more easier for him
during that time when i -n-lysed my dreams
and began to get a glimpse of the pattern of my life
i saw the errors i had made
and -ssumed full responsibility for everything

- deca

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