The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e

The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e Lyrics

This is the fucking 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 fucking 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