Текст песни 1,000,000 Died To Make This Sound - Silver Mt. Zion

One million died to make this sound.
Can't learn the words if you don't know the felling.
Can't get the feeling if you don't know the sound.
One million died to make this sound.
One million died to maks this sound.
Your band
You're bland
Your band is bland.
Your band is bland ambition.

Can't live on their remainders.
We'll starve on it for sure.
Their way is debt and prisons.
They are burning half the world.
A feast of filthy feasts, man.
Stale air and dead parades.
The pretense of their awful gardens.
Monuments the mess they've made.
Give me a goddamn shovel.
I'll dig my own damn hole.
We drank 'til morning made us.
Then ate the shit we stole.

One million died to make this sound.

I learned it at 17 on drugs and well policed.
It kissed me as I fell with fists full of ringing bells.
So get fast and get quick with strung hands and swung hips.
Our dreams deserve this yeah our dreams deserve this.
(Silk-screen that, ye twits, across thy internet...)
(Silk-screen that, ye twits, across thy internet...)
One million died to make this sound...