Caught in this ruthless cycle
Treading a treacherous path
On
It goes on
As we thirst for change
The dearth goes on and on
(On and on)
On
It goes on
All the holes get deeper
Still they continue to...
Dig on
They paint the streets crimson and lead
Pave it with the underprivileged
Adorn it with hearts of grief and dread
Drenched in floods of “change”
By the same old whores
Donning different masks
In their ivory towers of indifference
‘Cause power heeds only wealth’s commands
Our voices - just chatter
We watch them rise
Hope welling from our eyes
Discounting all the cries
How many times before
And how many times more
Must we fall prey to this design?
They rise
Only to crush every fiber of our dreams anew
Rights denied
They want us deaf and blind and numb and mute
To perpetuate the abuse
So when blood flows far from where we stand
It is of no consequence
Until all that is wrong becomes ignorable
Or better yet - worthy of support
We watch them rise
Pride gushing from inside
Reaching feverish highs
How many times before
And how many times more
Must we fall prey to this design?
We’ve seen this all before
The deplorable
But we chose to turn our heads
Until the knock is on our door
With all that we’ve ignored
What makes you think you can’t be next?
Trapped in this ruthless cycle
On this familiar path
Where we lie still and unquestioning
As we get trampled on
By the chosen gods
Still we watch them rise
Faith swaying our minds
Letting reason die
How many times before
And how many times more
Must we fall prey to this design?
We’ve seen this all before
It goes on and on
We’ve been through this before
It goes on and on
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024