We're conditioned to act, not think Bullet by bullet, unable to explain their own fate Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate Education is too expensive for the rulers The Earth pays the price for ignorant abusers The streets awaken with demands for change Send the enforcers, nothing can contain our rage Strategy choice: insult, brutality or intimidation Marketeers about to make money from appropriation The story is old as time, they conquer through fear Though its soldiers die, the defiance is always here Our Mother's death, they say, will be the fault of our choices Enough of products with built-in obsolescence, listen to our voices The blood of past movements stain future law documents Politicians pose for pictures facing past-honouring monuments Water invades lungs that have just learned to breathe In the dessert, bodies of freedom seekers seethe Drop the racists insults until people move on Dehumanised, daemonised, dreams now far gone Babies ripped away from those known as safe faces Propaganda-fed cry "they belong to different races" Those offering meals seen as enemies of the regime Strong enough to say fuck you to the winning team Governments lethal to those with morality Open discrimination no longer an abnormality Parents hold back tears, hope their children will survive Nationalism send us first class to our own demise Attempts to escape the bloodshed drowned in bureaucracy Claims of helping refugees to hide their hypocrisy Vain hopes that they'll be welcomed in a foreign land Send them back to die, no one willing to offer a hand When all is over they'll claim not to have known Yeh right, victim cries were just the wind blown And we'll have to re-learn what it means to feel Insidious hatred never gives us long enough to heal People of honour refuse to accept the unacceptable To the weak, the drop of freedom was imperceptible Declaring the mirror a normality, others degraded Under armed persuasion, their convictions faded Bullet by bullet, unable to explicate their own fate Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate Bullet by bullet, unable to explicate their own fate Tear by tear, recall and recapitulate Our Mother's death, they say, will be the fault of our choices Enough of products with built-in obsolescence, listen to our voices The blood of past movements stain future law documents Politicians pose for pictures facing past-honouring monuments Water invades lungs that have just learned to breathe In the dessert, bodies of freedom seekers seethe Drop the racists insults until people move on Dehumanised, daemonised, dreams now far gone Babies ripped away from those known as safe faces Propaganda-fed cry "they belong to different races" Those offering meals seen as enemies of the regime Strong enough to say fuck you to the winning team We're conditioned to act, not think