Brave New Music #4

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Op zondag 5 augustus 2018 20:53 schreef ChrisCarter het volgende:
Hoi Raxz, fijn dat je zo actief post. Ik denk alleen dat ik voor veel anderen spreek als ik zeg dat ik de link met BNW bij veel muziek mis. Zou je kort kunnen toelichten wat het BNW thema of gedeelte is bij de muziek die je post?

Er is een storm op komst, maar Trumpling stumperds zien dat niet, het heeft te maken met fire & fury.

Antichirstelijke mensen gaan dapper oogsten wat ze gezaaid hebben, wereldse mensen gaan rennen naar hun wereldse miljardair redder.

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Op zondag 5 augustus 2018 19:47 schreef RaXz het volgende:

Biohazard - Cornered (HQ)

Mijn excuses, ik vergeet steeds dat wereldse stumperds altijd alles met de paplepel ingegoten moeten worden, zoals de mainstream media dat doet bij de massa's, hier de teksten:

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Sometimes I feel it's a waste of time
To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomime
Can't you see it falls on deaf ears
Filling me up with your point of view
Your opinions are your own, I got mine too
What I think don't mean nothing to you
When the shit hits the fan
And you're forced by the man
Who holds the key to our promised land
Don't misunderstand what's in the man's hand
'Cause it's all been laid out in the New World Plan
Makin' me feel like a laboratory rat
Without a mind of its own - diseased and fat
I can't let my life go out like that
'Cause I'm an extra skeptic, a true eclectic
I find it hard to trust all the people we've elected
Take a look around, do you feel protected
Like garbage in a dump our lives have been rejected
A blind man leading the not so blind
Creating false truth to fill our minds
To listen to yourself would be a crime
It all comes back to you some time
Like it or not, they got a number on me
I will not break for your demands
Rabid, defensive, in the corner I stand
Caught in a trap, the bait was free
Like it or not, they got a number on me
I can't trust anyone, they're all out to get me
Gonna run until I can't run from the laws that ruin me
Faster and harder so God help me flee
From the lies that we're free and the powers that be
That push the rich forward between you and me
But agree to agree with no guarantee
Of something to live for I'll die if need be
I stand up for all as I fight to be free

Zo beter?

Best BNW als je het mij vraagt, als jji een van de zovele bent die mij haat dan mag je dat best zeggen hoor, ik word hier een beetje moe van, vooral na al de haat en gezeik van Amerikanen op andere fora.

The hearts of men have grown tired and weak
Welcome to all forms of corruption
Blind to all, but power, profit and gain
And all of our earthly possessions
We decorate, happily our tombs to be
With the brilliant art of illusion
Perpetuating the cycle
All surface, no depth
Without destitution there would be no sickening wealth

The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks, the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale

We feed the machines with our blood, our sweat
The phantoms are here, I can hear them
Gathered in flocks they watch over our steps
Our intellect, it must not be awakened
With their broken promises, your broken backs
By the new world order oppressed
All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress

The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks, the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale

All who question their methods
All who question their reasons
All who question their ethics
Silenced by the crack of the whip of progress

The medication, the guilt
The low self-esteem and the nervous sweat
The sleeping troubles, the cancers
The heart attacks, the early deaths
The end of justice, the radiant fires
The waste left behind in the all-cleansing flames
The poisonous fumes from our own funeral pyre
The pesticide that we inhale x5

The pesticide that we inhale x5

De meeste zijn zo laf dat ze geeneens durven toe te geven dat ze loyaler zijn aan Israel dan hun eigen vaderland, jammer voor hun maar ik ga daar niet in mee, ik heb dan ook niets met het multiculturele antichristelijke gedoe.


erse 1
Wars and famines, A.I.D.S. and broken lives
Drug offenses, damage to bring demise
Bury the dead in their coffins
Mankind is rotting away
Global misconceptions
Lies to steal your life

Bridge

Lies, wars, hatred, Antichrist
Chorus

Human condition
It is no superstition
Human condition
In desperate need of God

Verse 2

Privatisation, selling the world away
Abolishing independance
New World Order shall arise
Bury the dead in their coffins
Mankind is rotting away
Cashless world is coming
The beast is on the rise

Bridge
Chorus

Verse 3

One will rise with false hope
Seeming to solve the crisis
The man of sin, the Antichrist
Bringing the lies of death
Bury the dead in their coffins
Mankind is rotting away
Look in the Bible for answers
Don't accept the false demise

Bridge
Chorus

Scripture references:
Luke 21:8,9
1 Thessalonians 2:3-11
Revelation 13 (Whole chapter)

Oh, bruin gras hoort ook bij BNW, weleens om je heen gekeken?