» highest in charts:   # 712   (192,449 songs currently listed in Rock)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 165   (41,103 songs currently listed in Rock > Rock General)

Planting the seed,

War on foreign nations,
red trails show us the path that leads home,
soldiers of obligation,
prisoners as citizens we roam,

Destitute of liberation,
we aren't the people, we are the property,
we are the mockery, held in captivity,
we are the enemy, to all of our enemies,

they own the funds, and we hold the guns,
we pull triggers, we kill sons,
we are the monsters, we are the ones,
they are the masters, we are the grunts,

we follow bastards, taking the hazards,
breaking the masses down into classes,
shakin the grasses, with bombs and plastics,
followin typical polical magic,

Theres no humanity

Im hopin for change,
open to pain
Im planting the seed,

im pokin your brains,
breakin the frames,
Im plantin the seed,

slicing the chains,
choking their veins,
Im planting the seed,

clearing the range,
so all that remains,
is planting the seed,



this world reminds me of a time we,
had to defend our lives,
except this time, we dont have find,
a way to help our country survive,

so get behind me, and listen kindly,
stop walkin through this world so blindly,
lend me your eyes, lend me your ears,
lend me your time, and I'll lend you my fears,

take down the system, attack the core,
find their weak points, attack some more,
shatter their spirits, even the score,
gather your allies, show them the door,

lead them to hope, stray them from death,
breathe out the smoke, from deep in your chest,
were craving to cope, with all of this mess,
cuz we dont even know we can do better than this,