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Let Them
01:58
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Let them eat the cake that poison made
Let them suffer in their gluttony
Let theme choke on the ramifications
Of their apathy
At the altar of the workers
They will burn
I've got an appetite
Like William Buckland
And so do the rest of them
We're coming for your hearts
Then our dogs will chew your bones
We're choking on your coal dust
We'll build this pyre strong
At the altar of the workers
They will burn
Die like Marie
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Broad Arrow
03:19
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We crawled from the same stinking tide
Condemned to wither until we die
Too starved to keen on hostile land
Born branded, uncouth, wretched
She's me and I am her
Still after all of these years
I've got no choice but to fight
Survival, a right
Fists of fire
Belly of rage
Cursed croppy
Criminal DNA
Bloody calloused feet
Why am I so afraid?
Broad arrow
Broad arrow bitch
Intemperate rebel
Empire-shattered life
Forced to grieve
She's rotting in chains
Bloody shattered skull
Why am I so afraid?
Broad arrow
Broad arrow bitch
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Niamh
01:13
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I cannot crush their curiosity
In my inherited wrath
I cannot accept your apathy
Push them down your dead-end path
I refuse to be condemned
To a world not made for me
To feel ashamed in standing tall
And sit silent whilst they bleed
Children read De Cleyre together
Ants speak of mighty things
Delusion-sick in perceived power
Fight the real enemy
So foolish are we to dream
Of more than we can reach
Of a future bright and fair
With only tyrants on their knees
I'll have to cut my losses
And embrace Tír na nÓg
Wave my peers off as I greet Niamh
For the sake of my own hope
Niamh, won't you let me up?
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The Witch of Kings Cross
02:08
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Lindsay's wraith descends on the Cross
In night supposedly as black as her heart
Caressed in primitive splendour
The horned god's daughter
Lord of the wild, enfold me
Master of death, enfold me
We're harbourside in your garden where
You pour me wine with timeless smirk
A witch's brew I will not drink
Though, sure to cure me
Lord of the wild, enfold me
Panther of night, enfold me
A universe beyond women bare-breasted
No vehicle can contain its golden light
No pantheon of untouchable gods
Will survive without living through us
Us together, difficult women
Being loathed is tough, but we are tougher
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You take pleasure in my humiliation
Condemn me to scold's bridle for daring to ask questions
Cut my tongue with metal plate
Slice it so I can no longer speak
As if your intimidation isn't enough
To render me alone and weak
She turned me into a newt
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Life nought but inescapable anguish
The sun gone but still remains, she who traced epitaph
Hold fast to a heart that refused to burn
The last man of rage-fueled Promethean earth
Red snow, the blood of those reclaimed
By an earth we mourn in timeless pain
Tambora erupts to condemn
Apocalyptic colonialism
Stratosphere consumed by volcanic ash
Hold fast to a heart that refused to burn
The last man of rage-fueled Promethean earth
Red snow, the blood of those reclaimed
By an earth we mourn in timeless pain
Hold fast to a heart that refused to burn
The last man of rage-fueled Promethean earth
Red snow, the blood of those reclaimed
By an earth she mourned in timeless pain
From hostile clay, we embrace her dream
Reanimate an exiled beast
Banksia needs fire to break the seed
The monster crawling from the darkness is my grief
For a future stolen by the plague of greed
The monster crawling from the darkness, preemptive grief
There is fire now to break the seed
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