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Wildfire

by The Smashrooms

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1.
Wildfire 03:42
the wildfire is spreading rapidly down in the square eventually that's the expected response to the state it's like you're being pushed around labor force, casualized, it's like they took out a mortgage on your damn life, if you wanna shout out your rage, the time is now are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? will you give what it takes to be finally free? are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? fight! are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? will you give what it takes to be finally free? are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? the symptoms of the failure the fall of the empire is in everybody's eyes now but we still live in fear we shiver and hide everyday we buy their words we swallow their orders the doubt has become unacceptable but we still live in fear we shiver and hide everyday we still live in fear we shiver and hide everyday we still live in fear we shiver and hide - not today are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? will you give what it takes to be finally free? are you sick of it? are you fighting with me? will you give what it takes to be finally free? are you sick of it? are you fighting with me?
2.
it feels like a recurring nightmare identity turns into law the masses are numb and blind those ghosts can make their return you see, it's so inelegant to say dictatorship let's call it another chapter in history and no one will consider it a shame 'cause every man and woman is to blame the lack of awareness makes it easy to subjugate when consciousness becomes dull the enemy arrives at the gates the enemy often is known and comes from within an evil we experienced already, it's the fascist regime they'll try to make it look more fair they'll try to hide the consequence they'll try to infiltrate the state won't be so hard they're already in every one rejecting that disease will hold the tools to smash any illusion and they will know it can't return my grandfather says they came knocking at his door they wanted him to join their foolish plan and when they will come knocking at my door I'll give them the same answer: go to hell the only answer – go to hell the only answer – go to hell the only answer – go to hell you filthy fascists – go to hell
3.
intrinsic failure now unfolds in the land of silence made of tissue paper concealed behind a curtain of gold what you see – what you say what you think – what you pay doesn't matter anymore 'cause our dignity is rolling down the hillside of the wealth hoarded on our bones making money out of our bones in our garden among the roses we feel as cozy as if it were our deathbed 'cause rage has gone we won't cast a stone we won't cast a stone intrinsic failure now unfolds it's a plan to follow, it's a business plan to turn you suffering into gold they will take – day by day what you gain – everyday it's what you have never really held 'cause your dignity is rolling down the hillside of the wealth hoarded on your bones making money out of your bones in your garden among your roses you feel as cozy as if it were your deathbed 'cause rage has gone you won't cast a stone you won't cast a stone we're coal for a machine with faulty gears industrial discharge of a failure but you can think that you will get your chance you're working hard for that and they can't deny your sacrifice to make things right your sacrifice you give'em your life it's your life! you can't bend and sell out your life
4.
the echo of the boots hitting these streets the flag of a nation waving - in the wind the smell of the blood, the cinders of the past the disgust of - killing people, that's not a job your heroes, what are they fighting for? it's just corporate lies hidden behind your fucking - pride trained to kill to export democracy to attack is to defend and war is peace can't tell war from peace modern routine - militarized presence of the government in daily life a soldier at every corner “stand up and salute!” those fallen for what? to defend what's falling apart what is falling apart they increase their control over us while war's far away they stage on tv a mechanical farce they call democracy the dissent has no voice, the protagonist's fear through this moral blackmail, the acceptance of war
5.
I'm a little man I'm a jailer for myself in fact no one knows what tears up my frightned soul and won't let me see I'm the demiurge of my misery in the hotbed of fears, fed with faith, lust, endless greed, I am my own prison day and night I'll never see the light the untold truth that barely seeps throught these eyes the masses can't arise and I will lay quiet in this bed, with tied hands and veiled eyes I'm the shapeless sand that is sliding through your hand like the careless look at an advert on the bus that drives you home every day at five o' clock and then, almost like a flash the perception of the truth that you won't get I'll never see the light the untold truth that barely seeps throught these eyes the masses can't arise and I will lay quiet in this bed, with tied hands and veiled eyes a hint to freedom when my mind is wandering stuck in alleys and contorted roads to then realize that I'm just wandering like a ghost in a prison of my own alone alone alone alone
6.
what can i say? the machine is grinding down our dreams and future when a full wallet wins over an empty stomach I cannot just sit and stare at the billions of idiots blindfolded drowning happily on their couches and this is how they live in their constant recklessness and fear I don't want to live in a plastic world of plastic dreams I want to be I want to be the crack in their gray wall I want to be the end of their empire I want to be the arson in their temples I want to be their decline their decline - comes tomorrow their decline - this is all that we need their decline - comes tomorrow their decline - this is all that we need it's the end of exploitation and suffering it's the end of their tyranny their decline - comes tomorrow their decline - this is all that we need so let's start it today let's take part in this game their decline
7.
interactions kept under control it's the ethic of falling in love the morality of phisicality a responsible duality an historical plague, the dictatorship of preconceptions but my heart's still a heart, and my nature's my nature it's the way that we are liberate your mind unchain your body and your heart it's still you and me our passion is not what we are love has no gender, 'cause love gives you and me the same thrills love has no gender, 'cause love makes you and me so unique free to live our attraction and sexuality there's only one way to make love don't you know? love has no gender, it's just love
8.
in his aseptic lab the man in white is bent over a table holding his victim with a scalpel in his hand prepared for another test <<vocal chords have been cut and the specimen has been sedated a minimum dose should do just fine for the test - he's thinking - there's room for mercy in science they can't complain, all those stupid protests and people fighting against hls>> torture is called an experiment, life science of death and this happens all around us we just can't stay in silence from a cage of green hill to the table of a lab this is what they keep calling science you know pharmaceutical corporations don't care about them don't care if you will be their ultimate test don't care about anything so try to understand no higher purpose can be an excuse for the blood that you spill science with no moral perspective living beings used as tools objectified and standardized their lives, profitable and unworthy lives it is a compassionate dissection an ethical suffering objectified and standardized their lives, profitable and unworthy lives objectified and standardized their lives, profitable and unworthy lives objectified and standardized their lives, profitable and unworthy lives
9.
destroy, rebuild don't alienate to change the landscape means being part of it a new synergy of different grains of sand will make a difference in the sandstorm to come new infrastructures to substitute those we once criticized we must create those things we want to have to shape an alternative to the status quo subverting doesn't mean annihilating all things with no further steps what follows is the harder part of any revolutionary path it's not an end, it's not a target, it's not an aim, it's how it starts a praxis of change an effective project the real fulfillment of a new design changing ourselves it has to start there objects and subjects of a bigger plan decentralize power, dismantle hierarchy and then we can deconstruct the chain of command, categories, barriers and borders, cages, walls and enclosures, and then create mutual aid and respect humanity again as a value let solidarity substitute greed autonomy and liberty taking care of each other this is how it's supposed to be it's not easy, i know we've been shaped in the mould deconstructing ourselves it's the first thing to do, it's because you can't subvert the world if you can't find the courage to subvert yourself courage is contagious so keep going and don't be afraid to set the path and soon you will see the landscape transform in front of you if you give up the struggle what's there to achieve in your life? an industrial component you are barely alive in this market society we live just tell me your opinion: do we live? I can't see annexed to a warfare producing machine take advantage of what you believe you will remember my words - I hope it won't be too late

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Wildfire, by The Smashrooms
released throught Epidemic Records
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Order your copy: www.epidemicrecords.net/product/the-smashrooms-wildfire-lp/

Benefit download in support of our project HFPS - Hardcore For Political Support: www.epidemicrecords.net/category/hfps/
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European Tour: October 25th – November 2nd – booking: epidemicrecords(at)hotmail.com

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released July 24, 2013

The Smashrooms are: Gab: vocals, guitar / Cello: drums, backvocals / Cesko: bass, backvocals

All songs by The Smashrooms; –all lyrics by Gab
Backvocals on this record by Cello, Cesko, Gab

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Giovanni Bottoglia in Brescia at Indiebox Music Hall ( www.indieboxmusichall.org ), June 1st - 6th 2013

Produced by The Smashrooms and Giovanni Bottoglia
Artwork by Gab

Contact us: www.facebook.com/smashrooms - epidemicrecords(at)hotmail.com

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