Against All Odds
Conflict Lyrics

How can we achieve anarchy if we don't know what it means?
We cannot strive for anarchy if we lack a clear understanding of its true definition.

Do we even want anarchy that illusionistic dream?
Should we desire anarchy, envisioning it as an idealistic illusionary concept?

They say they see no reason for discontent
Those in power claim there is no cause for dissatisfaction.

In this period of free enterprise, is evolution spent?
Is progress and development no longer possible in this era of capitalism?

Say their progress is insallable, presented indisguised
They argue that their advancement is permanent and displayed openly.

Decisions made for all is their responsibility?
Are they accountable for making choices that affect everyone?

They forecast better ways to better days; onwards they seek progress no matter what it takes
They predict improved futures and relentlessly pursue progress regardless of the means.

From left to right to all the prats in the middle
From political extremes to those who are apathetic and indifferent.

From the judge to the preacher to the sinners and the cynical
From the authoritative figures to those who preach and criticize, including the sinful and skeptical.

From the Godley to the gullible to the vicious and viable
From the godlike to the easily fooled, and from the malicious to the feasible.

The globe turns slowly while the governed and ungovernable
While those in power and those who cannot be controlled continue to coexist, the world keeps spinning slowly.

Slay it out in the never ending search for righteousness, immaculate success
They strive tirelessly in an ongoing quest for righteousness and flawless achievement.

Their space to possess seems to be what makes their clock tick, but to us it fucking stinks
Their desire for control and ownership seems to be what drives them, but to us, it is repulsive.

When met with resistance, they stamp on it until it breaks
When faced with opposition, they ruthlessly crush it until complete destruction.

Their society remains secret and although we know their name
Their society is shrouded in secrecy, despite us knowing their identity.

We are the pawns on the world's chessboard in one big multi-national game
We are mere pawns in the grand game of multinational power dynamics.

There's still no end in sight but still we know we're right
Although the struggle seems endless, we remain steadfast in our conviction of being on the right side.

We must somehow struggle on up while they go racing to the top
While they rapidly ascend to the pinnacle of power, we must persistently strive to climb higher.

Then Whitehouse "V" the squat, a challenge I think not
The confrontation between the Whitehouse and the squatting movement appears less challenging than anticipated.

Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
We should counteract their every action by staying true to our own desires and beliefs.

Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
Instead of retreating and disengaging, we must actively participate from the beginning.

If you're looking for some proof of this how much more proof do you need
If you require further evidence of our assertions, how much additional proof is necessary?

When constantly and hopelessly we fail and they succeed
Despite our continuous and futile attempts, they always emerge victorious.

There's no compassion in here
A lack of empathy exists within this context.

My fingers keep curling into fists these days
Lately, my hands instinctively clench into fists.

No one smiles on the streets these days
There is a noticeable absence of smiles among people on the streets nowadays.

Hit the wall a substitute for a face
Hitting the wall becomes a substitute for displaying one's emotions.

You can look but you can't touch
Although you can observe, you are prohibited from physical contact.

You can see but you can't have
You may witness something, but possessing it is unattainable.

Keep crawling to the end of the week
Persistently struggle towards the end of the week, despite difficulties.

And there's no compassion
And compassion is utterly absent.

Breath heavy to pretend it's fun
Exhale heavily in an attempt to feign enjoyment.

Raise the cover to protect your pride
Raise a metaphorical shield to safeguard one's ego.

Ignore the failure that you see in the glass
Disregard the reflection of your own failures in the mirror.

Paint the flesh to hide the scar
Apply makeup to conceal emotional wounds.

A million people died in the middle of your breakfast
Amidst your morning meal, a million individuals perished.

A million people died in the middle of your favorite love song
While listening to your cherished love song, a million individuals lost their lives.

A million people died in the middle of your racist joke
During the delivery of your racist joke, a million individuals met their demise.

A million people died in the middle of your favorite TV programme
While engrossed in your beloved TV show, a million individuals perished.

A million people died in the middle of your lovemaking
In the midst of intimate acts, a million individuals lost their lives.

A million people died in the middle of your pop stars interview
During a pop star's interview, a million individuals met their demise.

A million people died in the middle of your video game
While immersed in a video game, a million individuals perished.

A million people died in the middle of your sexist
In the context of your sexist behavior and beliefs, a million individuals lost their lives.

A million people died in the middle of your mass debating
During heated debates followed by the masses, a million individuals met their demise.

A million people died in the middle of your politicians lying
While politicians deceitfully spoke, a million individuals perished.

A million people died in the middle of your silence
Amidst your silence, a million individuals lost their lives.

A million people died in the middle of your stocks and shares
In the realm of your investments and shareholders, a million individuals met their demise.

A million people died in the middle of your royal variety performance
During a royal variety show, a million individuals perished.

A million people died in the middle of your debutante's ball
In the midst of a debutante's grand event, a million individuals lost their lives.

A million people died in the middle of your day out at Ascot
During your leisurely outing at Ascot, a million individuals met their demise.

A million people died in the middle of a Conflict gig!
Within the midst of a Conflict concert, a million individuals perished!

Separation is complete. A mind to domesticate, condition, compete
The division is total. A mind to be tamed, conditioned, and compelled to compete.

Clinical birth control, the sterlised setting
Sterile environments and clinical birth control methods.

Syringed into being, life is just beginning
Injected into existence, life is only just commencing.

Mask of the surgeon, eyes of the blind, rubber band caressing, welcome to mankind
Assuming the mask of a surgeon, with blind eyes and a gentle touch, we are welcomed to humanity.

The brain perceives the fear, tender beats the heart
Fear is perceived by the brain, while the heart beats softly.

Slapped into life programming starts
Forcefully thrust into existence, the process of programming begins.

Wanted and needed
Desired and required.

Wanted from birth to fit in the jigsaw puzzle
From the moment of birth, expected to conform to the predetermined puzzle.

Trained don't strain against the muzzle
Through training, one should avoid resisting the constraints imposed on them.

Force-fed, prostituted, brainwashed that's called learning
Compelled, exploited, and brainwashed under the guise of education.

Blindfolded, prejudiced, an outcome predetermined
Blinded by bias, with predetermined outcomes.

Needed to die and not question why
Expected to perish without questioning the reasons behind it.

Follow in ignorance, a comfortable prison
Blindly conforming, willingly imprisoning oneself in comfort.

Kept in the dark so they can be free. Spit in the eyes so you will never see
Deliberately kept unaware to maintain the illusion of freedom, while simultaneously preventing comprehension.

The kid aims the cap gun, points it at my cranium
A child directs a toy gun towards my head.

I am supposed to put my hands up, but I don't want to die that way
I am expected to surrender, but I refuse to meet my end in that manner.

Mentally or physically, para-psychologically, whose responsibility?
Whether mentally, physically, or through supernatural means, who is accountable?

Is it to feed their profiteering tolerated as long as your mind is fearing?
Does it serve to enrich them, as long as your mind remains filled with fear?

Right where they want you beaten back into submission
Exactly where they desire you, subdued and submissive.

Right where they want you in a missionary position
Precisely where they want you, obedient and compliant.

Needed to promote their glory of possession
Required to endorse their obsession with ownership and dominance.

To accept and be grateful yet ask no questions
To unquestioningly accept and express gratitude without seeking answers.

To believe in love and their guiding hand
To have faith in their notion of love and their supposed guidance.

To obey in humility and never understand
To obey with humility and never strive for comprehension.

I was feeling alright, yeah just me and the night; I was walking through a white tiled subway
I felt fine, alone with the night, strolling in a subway adorned with white tiles.

I heard the sound of voices around the corner shouting
I caught the sound of voices around the corner, yelling loudly.

The sound of broken glass, no one was there
The noise of shattered glass, yet no one was present.

I looked at my reflection in the puddles in the street
I glanced at my reflection in the street's puddles.

It looked so messed up I just kept moving my feet
My reflection appeared disheveled, prompting me to continue walking.

To the beat and rhythm of my heart, not much I know but I see it as a start
Aligning my footsteps to the beat and cadence of my heart, recognizing its modest significance as a beginning.

Because I'm counting the heads to see how many are left, the fingers of one hand stretching
As I tally the remaining individuals, the fingers of one hand gradually extend.

And this feeling of apathy keeps coming quite suddenly - Well if something?s gonna come, when's it coming?
I frequently experience waves of apathy, prompting me to wonder when change or transformation will occur.

While you're jumping on the spot, all the freshness starts to rot
As you hop in one place, all the vitality and novelty gradually decay.

And another inspiration fades away. And still you sell your dignity
Another source of inspiration diminishes, yet you continue to compromise your dignity.

Still you sell your dignity time after time
Repeatedly, you trade away your integrity.

And I wonder where lies your pride, does it wait in there inside?
I ponder where your pride resides, whether it remains within you.

Is it waiting for the moment when you let your heart speak?
Is it anticipating the instance when you allow your heart to express itself?

Is it waiting for the moment when you act out your own beliefs?
Is it anticipating the moment when you act upon your own convictions?

Is it waiting for the moment when you drop your false act?
Is it anticipating the instant when you discard your pretense?

Is it waiting for the moment when you face the facts?
Is it anticipating the occasion when you confront reality?

That you're pumping your life for someone else's ideas
You're dedicating your life to another person's concepts and ideals.

That you're living your life under someone else's fear
You're living your life based on someone else's fears.

That it's time to shift your vision, time to move your head
It's time to alter your perspective, time to change your mindset.

Get up out of submission. I'm counting heads, how many are left?
Rise above submission. I'm counting the remaining individuals.

The fingers of one hand keep stretching
The fingers of one hand continue to extend.

The fingers of both hands keep stretching
The fingers of both hands continue to extend.

And all I see is "Rock 'n' Roll". All I hear is "Rock 'n' Roll"
My entire perception is dominated by "Rock 'n' Roll". My entire auditory experience is filled with "Rock 'n' Roll".

I turn the pages of the book, and force my weary eyes to look
I flip through the book's pages, coercing my tired eyes to focus.

At the product of our modern world, at the product of our civilised world
Examining the outcome of our contemporary society, the result of our so-called civilized world.

And a child's face looks out at me, questioning why does this have to be?
A child's face stares back, inquiring why things must be this way.

And I can't find any answer, not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
I cannot discover any response, knowing that lifeless ears cannot comprehend. Do I make myself understood?

It's been said that we must progress for humanity, but looking at the truth of that mockery
We have been told that progress is necessary for the betterment of humanity, but upon examining its true nature, it becomes a ludicrous charade.

I wonder if our minds have progressed anywhere, and I wonder if there's any humanity there
I question if our minds have truly advanced in any way, and I ponder if any humanity remains amidst it all.

The sightless eyes looking at me, questioning why does this have to be
The blinded eyes gaze upon me, asking why these circumstances must exist.

And I can't find any answers, not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
I cannot discover any answers, recognizing that lifeless ears cannot perceive. Do I make myself understood?

If you're an activist not while getting pissed
If you're an activist, not solely when intoxicated.

If you're gonna do something make sure you don't miss
If you're going to take action, ensure that you don't overlook or neglect any opportunities.

That's a dangerous game to play what use are you if you're banged up?
Engaging in such a perilous game is risky, as it serves no purpose if you end up imprisoned.

You can't beat them on the streets, so duck and dive a little, hide the fiddles
You cannot defeat them through direct confrontation, so instead, evade and disguise your true intentions.

Play them at their own game, stay with them all the way
Employ their own tactics against them, persistently matching their actions.

Know what and why they are doing things and create alternatives
Comprehend their motives and actions, then generate alternatives.

Police are still snooping, awaiting the big nick
The police continue to surveil, awaiting the opportune moment to arrest.

Like fishermen baiting the fish, tempting us to take the risk
Similar to fishermen tempting fish with bait, the police entice us to take risks.

This time, this time they've made the impossible
This time, they have achieved the impossible.

The new aids infection from EMI the treatment to replace the old spermicide
The new infection, comparable to AIDS, derived from EMI (a music label), intended to replace the outdated spermicide.