ill Cast the First Stone by Absence

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