Eye of the Volcano

Express reality was burning
Those who may castigate forward
It’s not different language, it’s full of riches
To reveal what’s real and concrete
His connection
His true life, the spirit
Beware the swamp
These are real to create
Reality has been diverted
Unscrupulously manipulated
Unbridled exercise of power
The fascists urge to control all
On what we bring to our intimacy
Our bodies turn to commodities
Hypocrisy of our time
So in love with freedom
Who really wants it there
Yes, I object
To be made an object
No sight for your
Deflection of power
Hypocrisy of our time
So in love with freedom
Who really wants it there
We treat our bodies like machines
Fascism within
We treat our bodies like machines
Fascism within