For you the knives still wait,
in the bushes outside your house at night,
we should be safe, we should be safe
we keep our conscience clear and lock our doors
We took petrol
and we burned down all our bridges
before we got to the other side
and now I realise
and now I realise for the first time
Chorus
blood and iron, blood and land
blood and oil, blood and land
scared and lazy and desperate
there's nothing new under the sun
and in the shadow South Africa is burning
What do I know about being honest?
my conscience flows through
my waking life is through the old mans memories
and now I realise
and now I realise for the first time
Chorus
And now I realise
And now I realise for the first time
The Ossewa Brandwag
Did it yesterday
The municipality
They blew it up
Chorus
And us for you!
And us for you...
Landmines of guilt
in a one man concentration camp
you complain about the state of the nation
well fucking do something about it
Burn South-Africa!
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Friday, July 20, 2007
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