Song review: Face Down, by Killer Be Killed- Brutal call to arms

Face Down-Lyrics:

Fraud, you're not a friend to me, a drag on society
A tool of bureaucracy and I can barely tolerate you fuckers around me
Nightstick to the fucking face, how does that shit fucking taste?
Just to survive is never enough, we need to call the bluff

Disarray in the nation, disarray degradation

Face down, face down, face down to the ground

Brutality against brutality, the real face of the enemy
Keep them pigs away from me, abuse of power and authority
Blacklisted calamity, forceful rape entity
Devils in uniform, you'll wish you were never born

Menace to society
Cop shoot cop mentality
A cancer of a broken land
Traitor to the common man
Invaders of your privacy
Nothing is sacred reality

Kill or be killed

Wrong it is, where this started
Wrong it is, from the beginning

Bleed from the eyes, rot from the inside out
Inverted skies hide in the underground


Band: Killer Be Killed
Song title: Face Down
Album: Killer Be Killed
Released: May 9th 2014
Label: Nuclear Blast

Youtube video. Listen to the song here. PLAY LOUD:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHLeyF8lj2o

Wiki page:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Killer_Be_Killed_(album)




Inverted skies do indeed hide in the background, as everything that should be good, was good, has become bad. A cancerous mainstream promoting vice as virtue, congratulating themselves as they pocket dirty cash, stolen from the carcass of the poor, of the dispossessed, of the cheated, of the never had a chance. Rage is what we need. Spit it in their faces. You are uniformed traitors to mankind. Morals do not disappear; they do not count for nothing. Everything done under law, under power of uniform and the gun will come back on you as your time of reckoning is at hand. No order following pigs. No abuse of state sanctioned authority. No hiding in fat, lazy, stuffed, bloated cowardly bureaucracy. Face down in the ground, the masses rise as one, in knowledge, in righteous anger, taking back what was stolen from them, by you. You, the corporate face of crime, you the career whore, you the happily assimilated, happily lazy, happily indifferent, happily ignorant. Face down, face down, face down to the ground. We are waking from our vaccinated slumber, and it’s time to kill or be killed.

Song rating: 10/10 (Let’s kick this revolution off with righteous, passionate angry music)