
Gaia Calls We Die
by Absence· from ill Cast the First Stone
Blood claims the semen of cain, humans breathe in search of immorality. Mother culture made us play a perfect role as mute brainless soldiers. The path of intolerance is our guide throug our warfare for final liberation, three million years of natural living have been ignored and dishonored I´m the prophet of your age, now I break the seal of your arrogance. I´m the prophet in this world of digrace. Must defend innocents´ freedom through physical resistance. Rapers, abusers, butchers, speculators, dictators, abortion scientists, false gods, and weak mercenaries of the status quo you´ll kneel down for grace, while your victims laugh at your despair. Collapse of putrid towers of asphalt and infamy as a vision in the restoration of one eternal decree in the name of a higher justice I swear this hell will reach its end, the sapience of ancient scriptures must come to light, always praise the bridges that carried us over. Gaia calls we die