Rage Of Sparta

We carried you in our arms on Independence Day And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat a father so? To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him "No" Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief It was all very painless When you went out to receive All that false instruction Which we never could believe And now the heart is filled with gold As if it was a purse But, oh, what kind of love is this Which goes from bad to worse? Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief We pointed you the way to go And scratched your name in sand Though you just thought it was nothing more Than a place for you to stand I want you to know that while we watched You discovered no one would be true That I myself was among The ones who thought It was just a childish thing to do Tears of rage, tears of grief Why must I always be the thief? Come to me now, you know we're so alone And life is brief

I can hear the drums in the distance... Discord on the Air I can hear the drums in the distance... WITNESS!!! Nitro Burnin' in the brain ya got a face of glowin' chrome Mindfucked Speedin to the rhythm of the thunder in your dome Road Rage Heavy metal engines rumble, thunder, roar Red Riff Strikin up a chord to the drums of bloody war Off the course!!! I am the fury and the force I am the river adn the source Behold the cereberus!!! Guns and gas and gods!! Seeds of redemption we sow On softer soil may they grow Fury under the hood The charge of motherhood I will never be slowed, will not be caged Fury under the hood The charge of motherhood I will redden the road, release the rage! Off the course I am the fury and the force I am the river and the source Behold the cerberus!!! Guns and gas and gods!! I can hear the drums in the distance... Discord on the air I can hear the drums in the distance... Bedlam in the blare I can hear the drums in the distance... I can hear the drums in the distance... Seeds of redemption we sow On softer may they grow Fury under the hood The charge of motherhood I will never be slowed, will not be caged Fury under the hood The charge of motherhood I will redden the road, release the rage!!!

Opposites attract like magnetic poles Step into the power field, connect our souls You can paint me evil, paint me cruel But the harder we push, the stronger the pull Push (Magnetism) Pull Push, pull Push, pull Pu- Unchain the rage with this disturbed bass Unchain the ra- (Magnetism) Unchain the rage with this disturbed bass Opposites attract like magnetic poles Step into the power field, connect our souls You can paint me evil, paint me cruel But the harder we push, the stronger the pull Unchain the rage with this disturbed bass Unchain the ra- Unchain the rage with this disturbed bass (Magnetism)

Uh-huh Who's afraid of you, Ben? John Big brother And what does your brother- why is your brother afraid of you? 'Cause I hurt him so much Mhm Child, it is of rage Child, it is of- Child, it is of rage Child

It was the rage of plastics, I was 24 I was doing my time on the dancefloor It was all polyester and leopard print And Fabergé coming off the ladies I know it's a blight to the brightest how our designs unseam Like the backside of some skirt in some old man's dream I got caught putting off all my traveling plans For this refinery job and his maybes With hair in ribbons, stockings in runs Fashion bricks out of the breaks as they come Land goes for less downwind of the plant There's no telling how long you'll be paying There are scores of us born in the silent spring Whose wombs won't take, won't bear anything He had want for a daughter, and I had want for a son Now I rock my moon faced man like one Was it the river on fire that made us what we became? Was it the cup that we drank from, or what it contained? Does it move to the beat of the oil drums Or flow out of our eyes as we're wailing? And I see it rise in ribbons to the clouds overhung Just to spit back down on everyone Land goes for less downwind of the plant There's no telling how long you'll be paying I have tried to be patient as I've been made nurse Get some help from the percs of my devotion's curse And I know, yeah, I know the man's pain is much worse For the moon and his grace are now waning You say the first one now will later be last My faith in scripture's come to pass Na I won't play dumb I'm done trying to sweeten this load And you give me a ribbon, you tell me to run To land my legs to your narcissus fund But land still goes for less downwind of the plant Making this living just brings about dying I got a rage of plastics, the refinery floor I got a rage of plastics, got nothing more Now I won't play dumb and I'm done lying Making this living just brings about dying But land still goes for less downwind of the plant Making this living just brings about dying Making this living just brings about dying Making this living just brings about dying