Conflict - Carlo Giuliani ( 2001 )

Artist: Conflict Song: Carlo Giuliani Info: “He was shot in the face at point blank range by one of the officers. The Land Rover then drove once backwards and once forwards over Giuliani’s body.“ Related: (ngv en en 20030701 conflict carlo giuliani) Lyrics: Carlo lives in everyone Who with or without reason is Finally starting kicking back. That will not back down, can’t take it As mother earth begins to crack Carlo ain’t the only son that’s life has been extinguished as They engage in civil war. A fearful glance into their future Where robots enforce law - therefore Anarchist armies rampage Running battles commonplace. Victorious in battle Delivering a fine taste Of what it feels like to be beaten, battered Buggered right up the arse Credited with no value Worthless to set tasks. A mother’s heart’s rebroken As they punish all statements of defiance Her wasted wombwork, his hard labour Their currency of death means silence Of all who beg for half a chance to Offer something new, or old or right or wrong. Oh whatever, a different point of view. Carlo gasps a final breath That nails down our voice Opinions that would be otherwise forgot A landmark, confirmation of what they Will do and we will not. Carlo stops. Thousands of new hearts now beat in unison, As one. Two, three, four, more, more, more, then more and more. This fight has only just begun. Begun! Begin! Forgive! Give in! Suicide - the ultimate sin What once seemed unacceptable Needs considering, lets be blunt. Do we accept murder within our ranks? Should we fight with fists when They use guns, planes, bombs and tanks? Do we plead then beg forgiveness? As their concrete paves our way As they chop down our Sherwood Forest Their bullets murder love with hate Do they forgive and forget those terrorist whores Do they bollocks. ’ come on’ war. Bush rubs Tony’s warhead shoves it down the starvings throat They screw the planet up the shitter As human nature chokes On their fossil fuelled cum That leaves a bad taste in our mouth. Christ, it is getting kind of hot now As east meets west and North’s gone south. Seasons without reasons merging pitifully into one Extinctions the prediction, radiation from the sun. Filth pours from what once was beauty Now darkened angry skies Rivers rage and burst their banks, nothing will survive. New sea view homes on city streets Atomic tests, earthquakes, the heat. The ice caps melting into blood Burning mudslides from above. Fire engulfs, earth caves in, grinding sorely to a halt. Helpless, demoralized, destroyed, game over. This notice served on the insane Sections, condemns, reclaims. This message commits those silent To rise up, this time with violence? Make sure the more they kill, the stronger our will To finally right your wrongs, one love, this song. Yeah what’s done is done, but you expect the same. . you will remember that name.