The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e Lyrics

This is the f*cking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes numb
The revolution of music dressed in a grindcore coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The personal revolution, we're all here for the same
cause
Subculture of a defunct world
Alternative to the routine imposed This is the f*cking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes dumb
The revolution of music dressed in a personal coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The musical revolution, we're all here for the same cause

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