DESCRIPTION:
Taken from the forthcoming album, The War On Terra released 11/11/2011

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Lyrics:
Verse (Nobull)
Soulful Soldier enter stage left, right on the beat
Writing to me is like a soldier left right with his feet
It's military precision when I'm spitting writtens and killing it
Flipping rhythms ripping riddles and deciphering speech
In its belly living livid take the life of the beast
I'm too slight for it to sight so it's not frightened of me
But that just proves it's too short sighted and weak
A hegemonic monolith comprised of lies and deceit
We're taking heads off we're making moves here
So turn your tube off we're telling truths here
Because the media's a demon spreading fear and deceiving
Leaving people reeling with only the screen to believe in
But if only seeing is believing what is reading or reason
Or independently conceived critique enlightened perceiving?
You see then what we're fed is disproportion and lies
The media and the state caught up by corporate ties
But caution they're sly distorting your eyes and causing divides
Islam the scapegoat that's contorting your mind
The democratic pretence makes control legitimate
Manufacturing consent to keep your soul illiterate
The internet's a tool for us to use though so consider it
When they try and take it from us because you know it's imminent
We need local solutions mixed with global collusion
A network of social movements focussed and prudent

Chorus
Don't believe what you read don't believe what you see
Don't believe what you hear yo unless it's VT
They deceive you for real so perceive and be free
Just believe in yourself to achieve what you seek
Don't believe in the lies don't believe in the greed
Don't deceive your own eyes fight the powers that be
Just conceive your own life it's not easy but please
Just believe in yourselves to achieve and be free

Verse (Drop Dead Fred)
All around me I see a sedated nation asleep
Heavily medicated by the bait papers they read
And fake lies that are biased up on state TV
I'm getting tired of waiting to awaken the beast
It's VT rising up like we're baking the yeast
With bread for the revolutionaries waiting to feast
And when we get out the oven we'll take to the streets
Armed with cameras to catch police breaking the peace
Because now we have a mechanism
To give the press and the state a definite taste of their own medicine
Upload to Youtube and Indymedia
Show the world how we let the Met get so menacing
There's always more reporters than black bloc
They follow the few and portray us all as a mad flock
All in a snapshot sensationalised
The public get a shot of the truth -- the chaser is lies
Pigs in disguise wait for a rise
And when it kicks off throws bricks so the riot squad is justified
Some come alive in the clash some run and hide
But the real cowards have shields, bats and visor covered eyes
You know it's lies when they tell you the figures
The number of protestors is definitely bigger
And the noise of the mainstream is like the sound of vultures
Picking apart the half dead carcass of counter-culture

Chorus