BREAD AND CIRCUITS LYRICS

"Letter From Chase"

Dictate this letter, it states that your life is not yours
At all and sign it with paternal love from the authors
Of advanced capital
Their weapons of contempt sent to conquer hearts
Or continent, negotiation, accommodation or the
Spray jobs of death squad assassination

They carve their marks in your flesh to attest to
The fact that we can't forgive and we won't forget

Capitalists will capitalize on each and every
Situation, hearts or dollars - the bottom line,
Sadly the common preoccupation
Bury contradictions in unmarked shallow graves
But remember the undead lie restless in their tombs

They carve their marks...

There are questions, simple questions they do not
Want you to ask, should you choose not to choose
The least resistant path their only answer for you
And history tends to prove they'll bathe your
Wounds like Patrice Lumumba in an acid vat

And I know everything you say gets spit back in your face;
It's all so hard to separate and I know every time you try
A thousand knives stuck in your side
But that won't allow you to hide

They carve their marks...

Thanks to Peterpunk for these lyrics

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