Texty:
Humanifesto A Declaration Of Intent

to kill for reasons to them unknown. Will they ever see home again? Will the people they meet see home again? Will we ever find a way out of this mess

People think I'm addicted to pissing people off but I'm just trying to make some sense and challenge what I'm taught You're screaming in my face, but

in a mass of lies, will the truth ever prevail? Buried for the third time and they won't let her rest She's a martyr to the white man, a symbol of resistance

people talking on my T.V. screen Some people are reading the news while others are running countries But one thing that they have in common: they'll back a

community) to the system Locked away the Angola 3 and Mumia put away for almost thirty years and they're still there Not a single shred of evidence to

the past. In the army national guard you can be a killer, become the terrorist Open your eyes and see that we're just toys hanging from the strings of a

Rounding up the chosen ones with censuses and punch cards Efficiency of the utmost importance, every last one must be found Nameless and numbered, gassed

want a brand new TV Or when the going will get tough, How will you save those extra dollars And will it contradict your words? Every person has a price