Paroles Increase the pressure Conflict

Increase the pressure

The second album full of same old songs. Fighting back against a system which
Is cruel and wrong. Yet another battering ram against a wall of power.
A blasphemous attack to blow the leaders cover. It's a message from those
Won't take no more of seeing the privelaged profit from the poor, of the
Scientists piss they call research, of being told we're scum and should be
Birched.
Well bollocks to them all, keep smashing at the wall. Pile the pressure on
And Government will fall.
But It takes more than music and more than words to create a nation that's
Controlled by hoards Or police,army and fuck knows what else, that they've got
Waiting for the backlash from the people who care. To question their control,
Their dividing lines, power must be tested, It's testing time.
Power must be tested, we've heard that time and time again but no matter how
Much pain and protest, nothing seems to change, the Government show forces and
Our movement cowers In fear, some still strive for freedom, while others
Simply sneer!
It's the same old racket woth the same old songs, Well, it's the same fucking
System and It still stands strong. The battle continues so bollocks to them,
Who mock our anarchy then bow their heads again YOU try working, for
Something that a system can't make, creating something that a law can't take
Back. As a loss of privelage for stepping out of line, power ain't been
Tested, so now's the time to fuck them up again.