Bikesong Lyrics & Chords By Scraiste

Hands dripping innocent blood, drowning their servants in degradation. Imposing symbols, inflicting rules, under a holy veil. A life has built onto itself, a golden...read more

Hidden behind a wall of secrecy and right in our own backyard In fort Benning, Georgia lies the pentagons prize Well protected behind gun and guard It's the training ground for...read more

Despaired thoughts, of future years, myriad abandoned dreams, poisoned by an envenomed knife which crudely had pierced, deep in the very source of life, deep in the sense of...read more

Not interested in politics or don't want to f**king face it But if we don't stand against oppression we might as well embrace it When we act as if it doesn't affect us we...read more

Immersed in political strategies Government policies create endless catastrophes and we all pay the price when our movement becomes stagnant, anchored by apathy We can't just...read more