Revolted Masses - Revolted Masses

Tremendous growth for the rich
exploiting the poor

Repression and religion make
alien-nations

Arrogant pigs prepare, this Babylon
will fall

Revolted masses will bring our
revelation

It's time for the starving child to have revenge

It will eat your head and wipe his mouth with
your money

It's time for working class heroes to prevail

Run you little green pigs, we are hungry


Come on slaves break your rusty chains
take your lives in your own hands
Come on blinds see the red light
and we will raise the red flag

(From Internationale)
"Arise workers from your slumbers
Arise prisoners of want
For reason in revolt now thunders
And at last ends the age of cant

Away with all your superstitions
Servile masses arise, arise
We'll change henceforth the old tradition
And spurn the dust to win the prize"

Arise
For reason

Leftover Crack - Atheist Anthem

"Atheist Anthem"

[Intro By Jim, the roadie for The Gadjits:]

Atheism, Satanism, Autonomy, 

It's all the fuckin' same, 

Those straight-edge christ-core motherfuckers, 

They don't know shit, 

Their just looking for easy answers,

And they're too close minded

To look anywhere beyond their local church, 

Or whatever the ignorant masses say is true.

From high up on yer crucifix

You preach about my triple 6

You spit about my this and that

And yank away yer welcome mat

With a coupon Jesus Christ will save

So don't you Christians misbehave

'cuz Santa makes the list himself

And he's rotting on the warehouse shelf

And all the boys in the straight-edge scene

are in the basement huffing gasoline

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

When the laws of God just make ya pissed

You better become an atheist

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

When the greed of man is not appeased

All will rot sick and diseased

Once again the fallen towers

The Tortured death of every hour

And at the toll of the final bell

You lead the righteous down to hell

When all the world is dead by dawn

All I ask bring me along!

And all the boys in the straight-edge scene

are in the basement huffing gasoline

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

When the laws of God just make ya pissed

You better become an atheist

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

Nuclear Apox spells your doom

like the t.v. in yer living room

each bomb kills a million dead

it melts your skin and implodes yer head

And now you get yer judgement day

You think you'll float up then away

But yer guilty just like everyone

You turn to ash when the burning's done

And all the boys in the straight-edge scene

are in the basement huffing gasoline

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

When the laws of God just make ya pissed

You better become an atheist

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Yer god is dead to me!

There's a hunger within you

a tapeworm deep inside

or maybe it's just cancer

the doctors can't decide

but yer stomach keeps on growing

as yer body wastes away

and yer getting ill and weaker

every single fucking day

we are alone

we are alone

Ministry - Palestina

 Palestina

[Verse 1]

Palestina was a very nice girl

She liked to travel and sample the world

Palestina has a first hand view of life

Palestina from a very young age

Saw the oppression, felt the rage

Palestina wants out of her cage to fight

[Chorus]

My life will be short and sweet

[Verse 2]

Palestina told her family and friends

She'd be back, to take her revenge

Palestina made up her mind to die

Palestina had a belt of death

She had explosives strapped to her chest

Palestina is a martyr now in the sky

[Chorus]

My life will be short and sweet

Bye

[Chorus]

My life will be short and sweet

My life will be short and sweet

Soulfly - Born Again Anarchist

Born Again Anarchist

Born again anarchist

Downstroy the system within

Born again anarchist

Downstroy your bullshit

Born again anarchist

Fuck with me so I must resist

Born again anarchist

You fuel the fire that in me exists

Born again anarchist

Screaming bloody pigs

Born again anarchist

Screaming bloody pigs

Born again anarchist

Downstroy mediocrity

Born again anarchist

Coming at ya, iron fist

Born again anarchist - Born again

Born again anarchist - Born again

Born again anarchist - Born again

Born again anarchist - Born again

Nausea - Smash Racism

your flag

war flag

red, white and blue

the colors of a history

that have changed nothing for you

the patriotic banner

for the racists to rally under

used as propaganda

lead you to fight another

open your eyes and look around

at the racism and the hate

open your mind and understand

the oppression by the state

in your mind breeds violence and hate

tools to strengthen the fascist state

oppressing minorities

for god and for country

the ignorance you practice

will never set you free

open your eyes and look around

at the racism and the hate

open your mind and understand

the freedom from the state

it's time to say enough

it's time to scream no more

put all racism on the offensive

all people join together

smash racism now

Panopticon - Flag Burner, Torch Bearer

Flag Burner, Torch Bearer

Rise up, spirit of my ancestry.

Fill me with vigilance again.

No longer will we watch from our posts.

Torches of war burn this eve.

For those who possess undue power lurk in our midst,

with innocent blood on their sleeves.

Their slaves labor into nothingness,

lost in the abyss of factories.

The gods are replaced with commodities

unfit to occupy their thrones.

Their rightful place.

We bow our heads to mere currency.

Our apathy allows capitalism to enslave.

The price of our freedom is the essence of our slavery.

The master I've served will never repay me.

There's poison in the communion wine.

In this theocracy we will all die.

Worship false idols.

Currency in our veins...

The bow breaks in this ship of fools.

Capitalism enslaves

Paid in blood......

Tonight, all flags must burn in place of steeples.

Autonomy must return into the hands of the people.

This is war on our oppressors.

The concept of capitalism robs us of our very nature.

Destroys our tribes, torn apart our families.

Gagged and bound, we slit the throat of the henchman

then laugh at the contradiction.

Falsify our inspiration, numbed by media.

The tools for complacency market our fucking rebellion.

Behold, the chains of profit.

There is nothing sacred!

We are convinced that we are free because we are not starving.

But our souls starve for something more than profits and convenience.

We starve for truth, we starve for earth,

we starve for freedom and untainted skies.

How long will we swallow the shit that they feed us?

How long will they rape our ears with their lies?

I will not surrender my heart to anyone but me.

There are only a few things that I believe:

that people are born free

and slavery is murder,

property is theft

and government is tyranny:

anarchy is liberty.

Liberation!

Tonight all flags must burn in place of steeples.

Autonomy must return to the hands of the people!

Amebix - No Gods, No Masters

Your god is your chains

Reject your god reject your system

Do you really want your freedom