Hidden Histories from Hidden Histories by Murderous Vision

Hidden Histories
Lyrics by Stephen Petrus

For those who exist in shadow form…
Deletion of ideals which don't conform
We decide, who live or dies
Which version of "Strong Survive"
We shall prop up the weak, as a face of new force
Expanding borders, with shortened noose
This idealogical dream world
Masks a sharpened dagger
Poised to open a deeper vein
We rest on tightened haunches
Lying in wait, perfecting the strike
For a history, that is hidden no more…

We open your throat with balance!
We open your throat with order!
We open your throat in silence!
We feed your breath through subconscious violence!
Lying passive, ready to awake
Hidden force is the path for future histories to take
We reinvent the knife, to balance order and strife
A kind, soft hand of social change
Or the wistful back-handed slap of the slavishly detained
Now is the time to live in fear
Step on the face of what you hold dear
We make it crumble around you
We help it rot inside you
In creation of a revised history
The foundation of Utopian society

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