- Collective Dreams of the Post-Apocalypse
When the world goes down, my friend
Come looking for me
When the world goes down, my friend
You’ll see
When the world goes down my friend, and only then
When the world goes down we’ll build a community (Chorus)
Lets shoots cops in the face and ride bikes
This is where our modern age comes to die
- Liberation Is Not An Option
The world, the world is my home
The planet, the planet belongs to no one(x2)
Their war machines won’t be able to stop
The struggle that slowly approaches
Living beings aren’t property
Nature is not an industry
Planet Earth is not dying, we are
Kill the human race
- Violent Resistance
Violent resistance, damaging their property
Never submissive, no respect for authority
In the middle of the night, black flags high
We crossed barbed wire and met on the other side
The horror we saw inside, only our compassion guided us
Prisoners no more we said, and smashed in their cages
And if they come after us, this is what I’ll say
Over my dead body, I’d rather die today
- Woodland
Nature surrounds me in all it’s majesty
And I’m overwhelmed by the simplicity
It’s blood follows down into Warriors peek
The buildings burn and I cannot speak
Ooh the ghosts around me…
Ooh they’re buried deep…
Ooh they’re all around me…
Ooh Into the bleak