Letter From Chase (Lyrics)

Dictate this letter, it states that your life is not yours At all and sign it with paternal love from the authors Of advanced capital Their weapons of contempt sent to conquer hearts Or continent, negotiation, accommodation or the Spray jobs of death squad assassination They carve their marks in your flesh to attest to The fact that we can't forgive and we won't forget Capitalists will capitalize on each and every Situation, hearts or dollars - the bottom line, Sadly the common preoccupation Bury contradictions in unmarked shallow graves But remember the undead lie restless in their tombs They carve their marks... There are questions, simple questions they do not Want you to ask, should you choose not to choose The least resistant path their only answer for you And history tends to prove they'll bathe your Wounds like Patrice Lumumba in an acid vat And I know everything you say gets spit back in your face; It's all so hard to separate and I know every time you try A thousand knives stuck in your side But that won't allow you to hide They carve their marks...