"Demand The Impossible" lyrics
Each man can make their difference in life
If someone would even try
For each of us lies rotting dead
Our ideas will never die
One man can start this fire
A second can feed the flames
All of the rest can forward the line
Let bourgeois culture burn itself alive
Our frustrations
Give it to them
Together as one...
What we have is more then it takes to prosecute the enemy in time
The pessimism breeds and the nihilism feeds
Off the apathy we're fed throughout our lives
What chance to fight together?
What chance to tear this world apart?
Power's drived in numbers
And numbers are what we have
Yet you complain and choose to abstain
When we could be fighting back
Vultures will encircle with propaganda streams
Laying the bait and plotting the course as our human spirits die of thirst
This is why we're living
For spirits life and blood
And as sure as the sun will bury the night
We will feed our appetite
Humanity's weapon
Each life's a sharpened blade
But we're hammered dull till nothing is left
And fed on bread and circuses to death
To climb up off your knees
And fight for something real
Out into the streets of ruined cities they will come
The bane of their existence fueled on battles that they soon will win
With colors running black and red on hope for future days
A call forever heard... vae victis!
If someone would even try
For each of us lies rotting dead
Our ideas will never die
One man can start this fire
A second can feed the flames
All of the rest can forward the line
Let bourgeois culture burn itself alive
Our frustrations
Give it to them
Together as one...
What we have is more then it takes to prosecute the enemy in time
The pessimism breeds and the nihilism feeds
Off the apathy we're fed throughout our lives
What chance to fight together?
What chance to tear this world apart?
Power's drived in numbers
And numbers are what we have
Yet you complain and choose to abstain
When we could be fighting back
Vultures will encircle with propaganda streams
Laying the bait and plotting the course as our human spirits die of thirst
This is why we're living
For spirits life and blood
And as sure as the sun will bury the night
We will feed our appetite
Humanity's weapon
Each life's a sharpened blade
But we're hammered dull till nothing is left
And fed on bread and circuses to death
To climb up off your knees
And fight for something real
Out into the streets of ruined cities they will come
The bane of their existence fueled on battles that they soon will win
With colors running black and red on hope for future days
A call forever heard... vae victis!
