tried to catch a glimpse
past the cloud,
saw wheels on fire,
angel eyes
saw the ships come in,
the soldiers too,
and the st george cross
planted on the moon
and they shaved her head
and tore her clothes
and after that
she never spoke
first they killed the men, th en the rest they sold,
salt the ground, burn our bones
out the walls
with carts of gold,
women in chains,
stole our scrolls
no this land is not my home,
i know this land is not my home
gotta write it down,
i might forget,
wake up dazed,
back in my bed
think im free
and im one of them
i might forget
its just pretend
you beat me down
unto the ground
how the fuck
ima be your friend
you bastards livin off borrowed time,
dont look to mine
for time to lend
your empires two thousand years,
blood and tears
and still will end
always bet on the hand of gd
when he raise us up against wicked men
an my cousin died
, fifteen young
but he gave his life to
drive you out
an if i go
at least i know
my lifes about the perfect sound
and god will judge,
i hope forgive,
when he sees my heart
my own crimes
the sons of light in dark times,
with frozen eyes for hard times
you call yourself a man of peace
behind the mask a man of lies
you call yourself the son of slaves
but we all know thats not your life
you tell the crowd you brought them bread
we all know you dont share your wine
in the public eye youre a family man
but we all know thats not your wife
life is short,
life of crime,
woke up in a ditch,
tried to climb
all i know is fives and dime,
nine to fives,
grind to grind
an ariel
sharon is gone,
gone a long time,
gone forgood
when the rockets reach your house
you hit them back, course I would
no human shield
shoot to kill,
and you would too,
thats too real
an i I aint a martyr for em
in a lion pit
or broken on a wheel
im a puppet on a string,
but its all good,
i see the strings
an if her stock yehudit
the only way she see a ring
treatin people cynical,
no sinner tho,
a prophet hahh
people over profits haaa,
but some men live above the law
think that they could run from gd
justice blind and judge us all
every soul, great and small
tzaddikim ans sons of dogs
rich and poor, real and fraud,
all men hear the siren call
specially when whites involved, or alcohol
yeah, the flag is still, the wind is calm
the heart of man is restless, cause he knows hes alone
crusaders bearimg weapons, the bloody star and crescent
an me im on that medicine, that indica, that smoke