2012 (The Pillage) Songtext
von Dälek

As the frail chested debate, the whole world crumbles
Tectonic plates quake, the blessed date hovers
Multitudes lumber with labor that favors a privileged few
I′m privy to news that these anchormen knew

But confused with tall tales, they speak with no clue
I speak with razored tongue and pristine vision
You clinging to a past that perhaps left us dreaming
Longing for a heaven I never knew

Don't know who holds puppet strings
Never seen a grown man with cherub′s wings
Know a ton of dark skin left to rot at sing, sing
Better man wins when he lacks melanin

The best man's hung from the strongest oak limb
Strongest man break tree like a young twig
Wish I sung melodies like a young Stiv
Forgot that these flavors is why we all live


2012, ain't the end we just beginning
Mayan ruins rebuilt to sky-scrape
Your fate′s dimming, hide your wives and children
We down to burn buildings, slice necks that tend to nod
This the pillage

2012 ain′t the end we just beginning
Mayan Ruins rebuilt to sky-scrape
Your fate's dimming

Hide your wives and children, thoughts they keep building
Forms modern pyramids to fall off this grid, breath got me livid
No sleep for the wicked, lullabies for the timid
Fuck ′em, good riddance

Spit for kids rocking fitteds to heads wit Mel's message
This age got me restless, rage resurrected
Pressured Langston Hughes to let this boil fester
Fists they seem precious, steel speaks in 8 sections

Structures or weapons, shells they left breathless
Violence ain′t senseless, the words said were meant kid
Drink grains fermented to spark insurrections
Feed off this tension


Riots remembered result in learned lessons
Form precise sentence, lives change directions
Like Nile we life's essence, engaged eternal
We struggle with peril, perhaps we are gutter
But your god is my devil

2012, ain′t the end we just beginning
Mayan Ruins rebuilt to sky-scrape
Your fate's dimming, hide your wives and children
We down to burn buildings, slice necks that tend to nod
This the pillage

2012, ain't the end we just beginning
Mayan Ruins rebuilt to sky-scrape
Your fate′s dimming, hide your wives and children
We down to burn buildings, slice necks that tend to nod
This the pillage

2012, ain′t the end we just beginning
Mayan Ruins rebuilt to sky-scrape
Your fate's dimming, hide your wives and children
We down to burn buildings, slice necks that tend to nod
This the pillage