After the Eulogy

Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise Written signed off In the obituary What happened to us Where's your anger Where's your fucking rage Watered down senses lost Lazy, privileged, Denial and self-gratified A tradition Passed down to Our blood stained hands Give in, Give up Give in, Give up Rise, Rise, Rise Contented To strive for New worthless slogans We miss our Potential For action and substance Contended To lie in Our boring vomit Suggesting Arrangements While others are dying Stand up, Fight back Stand up, Fight back How many starving millions Have to die on our front doorsteps How many dying millions Have to crawl to our front doorsteps Written signed off In the obituary What happened to us Where's your anger Where's your fucking rage Watered down senses lost Where's your anger Where's your fucking rage ... Content and corrupted Contrive and disgusting Dig a whole It's all over Forget the words and good intentions Unless we rise Unless we rise, rise ... Tear it down Rise ...