The knowledge is there; it tears at my heart
as I watch the destruction of sweet Gaia’s art.
A new Age is coming I hear from the wise;
the Spirit is coming and peace will arise.
Peace will be upon us in lands barren now;
peace will be upon it but growth will come how?
They plunder our land. we still heed their lies;
“the meek shall inherit a world that now dies.”
But never stand tall defying their curse;
anything but NVA is Oh so much worse”.
The meek shall inherit the earth is a lie;
they’ll die on their knees with a tear in their eye.
That line’s from the bible; a book come from hell
That line’s from the bible; a book writ to tame
to make us more docile, that’s those bastards game.
But the fear of ‘enforcers’; their weapons of war
lead us to servitude – slaves and nothing more.
But how do we fight when we can’t even stand;
and we quiver in fear, we who can defend the land.
Wish I knew the answer but the fear fills my heart;
how do we defend sweet Gaia’s true art.