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Futile Rockets Fail

They threw accusations at the air over our heads, we responded with sanctions, fuel for the fire we fed.
We declared an embargo, they filled the canal with mines. We ignored every caution, they crossed over all lines.

Feed the beast and warm its belly, watch it grow and grow.
Sing its praises and trumpet its virtues as it drags you all down below.

We called in an air strike, they stopped their shipments of crude. So we unleashed the full fury of wars unholy brood.
With no intention of winning, every life lost was lost in betrayal, but the office fills up with contracts when futile rockets fail.

Feed the beast and fill its belly, watch it swell and bloat.
Give it blood and give it bodies, give it tanks, napalm, and boats.

I don't expect compassion from you... so you won't get any mercy from me.

Imperialism and conquest: history is but one endless fight for the fool-hearted folly, for the financier's delight.
For who cares for tomorrow when the blood of today brings you power? They will forfeit our future as the dreams of the damned fully flower.

Feed the beast and drown in its belly: a victim of your own designs.
Pernicious and bloated and greedy and craven, as the hope for the future declines.

Feed the beast and stroke its belly, for its comfort, profit, and delight.
Then pray to your false gods and run for cover as it blots out the last rays of light.

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from Soft War, released February 19, 2008
Words-John
Music-Greg
Greg-12 String Guitars.
John-Vox, Electric Guitars, Bass, Keys, Fake Drums.

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John Ludi Madison, Wisconsin

John Ludi is a musician/singer-songwriter with a wide array of influences and lyrical interests who was "Indie" before the term even existed. Working outside of the music industry by choice has given Ludi the ability to release songs of a level of lyrical depth that are anathema to the minds of the "suits". Ludi lives off-grid in a yurt in the woods of WI and will "fight the power" til he dies. ... more

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