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Aztlan Underground - Preachers of the Blind State lyrics
Give your soul to the preachers of the blind faith It's good to be righteous, now it's good to be safe Suspended, animated, united state Hook, line, and sinker now you took the bait Caught like a rat in a rat trap Broken dreams, now they've stabbed you in the back Minds are tortured and minds are shaped Violated, set you up for the mind rape They took you from a child and showed you the way Be the cowboy, not the Indian when you play Don't stray from the righteous path Your faith keeps you safe from the preachers wrath Confess to the preachers Repent for your sins Denounce your culture, language, and the state wins Lost forever in the church of the right Your faith is your death Your faith is taking your sight Submission, Now can you hear the truth when your listen Vision, Read between the lines Choking on the vines of wisdom For the eyes can't see through the hate Find your comfort it lies within your faith That right is right and it can't be wrong Glory, hallelujah, and his truth marches on Glory, hallelujah, and his truth marches on Cuando estabas muy chico pensavas diferente Inocente Era el modo de tu mente Pero la honstidad no fue la realidad Y crecias viendo hueros en todo los canales Mientras el espejo te dijo que tu no vales No vales nada en este mundo blanco Mundo de bancos, controlando Tus deseos, tus sentimientos Y tu vida Pero nuestras raices indigenas Son como troncos de arbol Y eso nunca muere Y eso, Nunca muere!!! They tune to your mind Your t.v. reception Strategic calculated mind control deception Maintaining the system Imposing their values Consumer manipulation Keeping you shallow And now your senses are numbed And you cannot feel You've lost comprehension of the fake or real You cannot deal with life and what it should mean Ya fashion your life by a TV screen Blond is the bomb makes you ashamed of your skin And rejecting this is like a mortal sin So lets begin Let us dissect, Count all the ways that they keep us on check Their books, magazines, the media crooks Their morals, your diet, the nightly news Neoliberalism is controlling your views Neoliberalism is controlling your views Ta Batz'i Vinic, Ta Batz'i Vinic (Tzotzil-To the real people) |
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