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payday monsanto – silence drowns the screams كلمات اغاني

look, in the troubled times we’re in…
this is the greatest song of all time
because the way things are going…
you motherf_ckers, meaning…
you sheeple, motherf_ckers…
are not paying attention…
you’re not paying attention
to what’s happening
and what’s about to happen…
and, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
we’ll all be crying, meaning your prodigny…
your great_grandchildren, and
their great_grandchildren…
unless something drastically changes…
quickly…

the wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams…
upon the instruments of death
the sunlight brightly beams…
(are you listening?)
where every man is torn apart
with nightmares, and with dreams…
will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams?
confusion will be my epitaph…
(are you listening?)
as i crawl, a cracked and broken path…
if we make it, we can all sit back and laugh…
but, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
yes, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
yes, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
(are you listening?)

between the iron gates of fate
the seeds of time were sown…
and, watered by the deeds of those
who know, and who are known…
knowledge is a deadly friend
if no one sets the rules…
(are you listening?)
the fate of all mankind i see
is in the hands of fools…

i don’t think you’re listening
you’re hearing, quite clearly, perhaps
but i just don’t think…
you’re listening…

all we could do is pray, so whatever architect of the universe we believe in, if we believe in one at all…
there’s an energy force out there, that says certain things are absolute, and that’s the truth, ruth…
the wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams…
upon the instruments of death
the sunlight brightly gleams…
where every man is torn apart
with nightmares, and with dreams…
will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams?

the wall on which the prophets wrote
is cracking at the seams…
upon the instruments of death
the sunlight brightly gleams…
where every man is torn apart
with nightmares, and with dreams…
will no one lay the laurel wreath
when silence drowns the screams?

confusion will be my epitaph…
as i crawl, a cracked and broken path…
if we make it, we can all sit back and laugh…
but i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
yes, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…
yes, i fear tomorrow i’ll be crying…

cut & paste this link to hear the song, and f_ck coppwrite, and censorship…
youtu.be/utgnfzde75i?si=ops6lgv1vbqj_ziv

- payday monsanto

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