Abuse
[S.T.] Lyrics
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With all our wealth
And our vulgarity
Into your land
Carving deep wounds
In our wake
Planting the sharped-edged dreen seed
Deep into your hands
And as you grasp
Gasping
You will thank us
As it takes root
Growing and entangling itself
Around your simple naive lives
It will placate you
We shall come
Hard and fast
Into your under-developed
Un-exploited little world
Tearing away the soil
Beneath your feet where you stand
Scattering the broken gifts it offers up
All around us
Digging the foundations of our own image
Into the raw core belly of the earth
Send spiralling monuments
To our glorious achievements
Into the heavy leaden sky
You will watch from the horizon
Imprisoned by your own pleasures
Bound by the material chains
We will supply
And when we have turned
One side oft he world's face
From the sun into the blackness
The other will then burn
Under the slap of our greed.
The lyrics of [S.T.]'s song Abuse paint a vivid picture of the destructive nature of colonization and the exploitation of native people and lands. The song describes how the colonizers come with their wealth and vulgarity, carving deep wounds in the land and planting the seed of money. As the native people grasp at the money, they will become caught in its roots, entangled in the material chains of the colonizers.
The lyrics also describe how the colonizers tear away at the land, scattering its broken gifts and digging the foundation of their own image into the earth. They send spiraling monuments to their achievements into the leaden sky while the native people are imprisoned by their own pleasures and bound by the chains of materialism. The final verse of the song describes how the colonizers will move on to exploit the other side of the world, leaving destruction and greed in their wake.
Overall, the song Abuse is a critique of Western colonization and capitalist exploitation, highlighting the devastating impact that these forces have on native people and lands.
Line by Line Meaning
We shall come
We will invade and take over.
With all our wealth
We will come with our money.
And our vulgarity
We will be crass and lacking in refinement.
Into your land
We will come to your country.
Carving deep wounds
We will cause great harm.
In our wake
In our path of destruction.
Planting the sharped-edged dreen seed
We will introduce money, which can be dangerous and divisive.
Of money
We will use our wealth to gain power.
Deep into your hands
We will give you our money.
And as you grasp
As you accept our money.
Gasping
You will be amazed and grateful.
You will thank us
You will express gratitude to us for our generosity.
As it takes root
As our money becomes entrenched in your society.
Growing and entangling itself
It will become more and more powerful and pervasive, affecting everything.
Around your simple naive lives
It will impact your innocent and inexperienced way of life.
It will placate you
You will be lulled into complacency and submission by the power of our money.
We shall come
We will invade and take over.
Hard and fast
We will do so with great speed and force.
Into your under-developed
We will target your less developed areas.
Un-exploited little world
We will view your country as weak and ripe for exploitation.
Tearing away the soil
We will take your resources without regard for their environmental impact.
Beneath your feet where you stand
We will take what we want right under your noses.
Scattering the broken gifts it offers up
We will ruin what you hold dear.
All around us
Our destruction will be pervasive.
Digging the foundations of our own image
We will construct a false image of our power and greatness.
Into the raw core belly of the earth
We will exploit the earth's resources without concern for the consequences.
Send spiralling monuments
We will build grand structures to commemorate our dominance.
To our glorious achievements
We will celebrate our own success and disregard your suffering.
Into the heavy leaden sky
Our presence will weigh heavily on your existence.
You will watch from the horizon
You will be powerless to stop us.
Imprisoned by your own pleasures
Your way of life will become a trap that we control.
Bound by the material chains
Our wealth will bind you to our will.
We will supply
We will control the resources you need.
And when we have turned
Once we have completed our destruction.
One side of the world's face
One half of the world.
From the sun into the blackness
From prosperity to darkness.
The other will then burn
The other half will suffer as well.
Under the slap of our greed.
Our greed will be felt harshly by all.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: ANNE CLARK, CHARLIE MORGAN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@annetteprice
Once we get to the teenage years, it builds up and starts to show in our faces. And then that gets normalized as typical teenage angst. :/
@tinaperez7393
One of the things that contributes to that. Not all. Teenage years are hard for everyone - trying to figure out who you are, what you'll do and be in life, how you'll provide for yourself, how you'll get what you need and want in terms of income, partners, children, etc, etc., etc. But yes, this stuff sure makes life much harder and meaner than it should have to be.
@collegien1
@@tinaperez7393 To be honest your comment sounds a little bit invalidating, at least to me. Especially the teenage years are hard for everyone part (sounds like there’s an omitted get over it there as well, but it could be my own trigger). The more I heal, the more I realize that all these “difficult” life phases are not really difficult at all when you have a safe base to return to. Whether it’s outside, with other people, or inside, with your inner adult. It’s difficult when people around you are pressuring you into something rather than lovingly guiding you, or even just letting you be yourself. If that’s the case, then figuring yourself out becomes an adventure. Bump along the road? You go back to your healthy system and connect with it even more. There’s some real hard stuff in life, especially when it comes to illness and loss of loved ones, but teenage years would only be hard if you’ve had shitty parents in my opinion.
@tinaperez7393
@@collegien1 sure. Cearly THAT'S what I was saying. (sarcasm)
@jennytaylor3324
Great observation.
@Lavenderfairy1905
@@collegien1 yeah I totally agree... Life isn't supposed to be hard... It's only hard for those of us who had to do it all alone with nobody to return to, nobody to care, nobody to love us... Everyone gets stressed sometimes but once they go and talk with someone that they love and get reassurance... They feel better about the situation and are able to deal with it.. But sadly we have to become our own parent, our own safe place...
Sending love and hugs to all my people❤️🩹☺🙂
@andrewjansen9702
Being a kid is mandatory. Being a parent is optional. Not everyone who is family deserves your love.
@elliotgraham-yj8og
what about that one person who spawned as a 60 year old
@hinakaramat3993
@@elliotgraham-yj8og This isn't funny
@elliotgraham-yj8og
@@hinakaramat3993 bro it’s a Minecraft joke stop being offended bro