Sunday song - bonus track & lyrics

We Are The Many - Makana from Makana on Vimeo.


Here are the complete lyrics to “We Are The Many”:

Ye come here, gather ’round the stage
The time has come for us to voice our rage
Against the ones who’ve trapped us in a cage
To steal from us the value of our wage
From underneath the vestiture of law
The lobbyists at Washington do gnaw
At liberty, the bureaucrats guffaw
And until they are purged, we won’t withdraw
We’ll occupy the streets
We’ll occupy the courts
We’ll occupy the offices of you
Till you do
The bidding of the many, not the few
Our nation was built upon the right
Of every person to improve their plight
But laws of this Republic they rewrite
And now a few own everything in sight
They own it free of liability
They own, but they are not like you and me
Their influence dictates legality
And until they are stopped we are not free
We’ll occupy the streets
We’ll occupy the courts
We’ll occupy the offices of you
Till you do
The bidding of the many, not the few
You enforce your monopolies with guns
While sacrificing our daughters and sons
But certain things belong to everyone
Your thievery has left the people none
So take heed of our notice to redress
We have little to lose, we must confess
Your empty words do leave us unimpressed
A growing number join us in protest
We occupy the streets
We occupy the courts
We occupy the offices of you
Till you do
The bidding of the many, not the few
You can’t divide us into sides
And from our gaze, you cannot hide
Denial serves to amplify
And our allegiance you can’t buy
Our government is not for sale
The banks do not deserve a bail
We will not reward those who fail
We will not move till we prevail
We’ll occupy the streets
We’ll occupy the courts
We’ll occupy the offices of you
Till you do
The bidding of the many, not the few
We are the many
You are the few

MOURNING ARMAGEDDON - Makana from Makana on Vimeo.


Mourning Armageddon - Makana

I’m underground
What a sound
All around
How did I get down here
So low
Where did all the people go
In my mind
I don’t know if it’s real
When I think
What could happen
Why they built this
Why it came to be
Why we build places like this
With our mind
Oooooh
With our mind
But it’s just a container
And it’s up to us
To change
Gotta see each other
As friends not enemies
We can bring peace
I hope we never have to build another shelter
Like this
Never gonna build another bunker
Like this
Oooooohhh
Oooooohhh
I’m underground
Hear this sound
All around
How did I get down here
So low
Where did all the people
All go
In my mind
It was all
Just a dream
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Плач об Армагеддоне - Макана
Я под землёй,
Ох, какой звук
везде вокруг.
Как же я опустился сюда,
Так низко?
Куда пропали все люди?
Моему уму это непостижимо --
Это реальность или нет?

Когда я представляю
Что может произойти...
Почему же это построили?
Как такое стало возможным?
Зачем мы возводим места,
подобные этим?
С нашим разумом...
О-о-о-о-о
С нашим разумом.
Но это всего лишь контейнер
И в наших силах всё изменить.
Когда мы станем воспринимать друг друга
как друга
А не врага,
Мы сможем воплотить мир.
Надеюсь, нам никогда не придётся строить
Ёще одно такое убежище,
И мы больше никогда не построим бункер,
подобный этому.
О-о-о-о-о-о
О-о-о-о-о-о
Я под землёй.
Услышьте этот звук
везде вокруг.
Как я опустился сюда
Так низко?
Куда пропали все люди?
В голове моей остался
Всего лишь сон.