We're conditioned to act, not think
Bullet by bullet, unable to explain their own fate
Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate
Education is too expensive for the rulers
The Earth pays the price for ignorant abusers
The streets awaken with demands for change
Send the enforcers, nothing can contain our rage
Strategy choice: insult, brutality or intimidation
Marketeers about to make money from appropriation
The story is old as time, they conquer through fear
Though its soldiers die, the defiance is always here
Our Mother's death, they say, will be the fault of our choices
Enough of products with built-in obsolescence, listen to our voices
The blood of past movements stain future law documents
Politicians pose for pictures facing past-honouring monuments
Water invades lungs that have just learned to breathe
In the dessert, bodies of freedom seekers seethe
Drop the racists insults until people move on
Dehumanised, daemonised, dreams now far gone
Babies ripped away from those known as safe faces
Propaganda-fed cry "they belong to different races"
Those offering meals seen as enemies of the regime
Strong enough to say fuck you to the winning team
Governments lethal to those with morality
Open discrimination no longer an abnormality
Parents hold back tears, hope their children will survive
Nationalism send us first class to our own demise
Attempts to escape the bloodshed drowned in bureaucracy
Claims of helping refugees to hide their hypocrisy
Vain hopes that they'll be welcomed in a foreign land
Send them back to die, no one willing to offer a hand
When all is over they'll claim not to have known
Yeh right, victim cries were just the wind blown
And we'll have to re-learn what it means to feel
Insidious hatred never gives us long enough to heal
People of honour refuse to accept the unacceptable
To the weak, the drop of freedom was imperceptible
Declaring the mirror a normality, others degraded
Under armed persuasion, their convictions faded
Bullet by bullet, unable to explicate their own fate
Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate
Bullet by bullet, unable to explicate their own fate
Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate
Our Mother's death, they say, will be the fault of our choices
Enough of products with built-in obsolescence, listen to our voices
The blood of past movements stain future law documents
Politicians pose for pictures facing past-honouring monuments
Water invades lungs that have just learned to breathe
In the dessert, bodies of freedom seekers seethe
Drop the racists insults until people move on
Dehumanised, daemonised, dreams now far gone
Babies ripped away from those known as safe faces
Propaganda-fed cry "they belong to different races"
Those offering meals seen as enemies of the regime
Strong enough to say fuck you to the winning team
We're conditioned to act, not think