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Howard Zinn: Governments lie all the time. Well, not just the American government, it's just in the nature of governments. Well, they have to lie. And since they all represent the people, in some sense they act against the interest of the people. The only way they can hold power is if they lie to the people. Ophelia of the spirits [House of cards]: You don't know what I know, you can't see the spreading stain Of deception, I am cruel to myself, things will never be the same Howard Zinn: If they told people the truth they wouldn't last very long. Ophelia of the spirits [House of cards]: I will hold my silence, like a weapon in my hand If I used it, I would murder myself You could never understand Vinnie Paz: Columbus came ashore greeted with nothing but niceness Sailing west in attempt to find gold and spices Dominated by the popes in frenzy for ices The Catholic church expelled jews and claimed it was righteous The first man to see land would get

David Icke: "The greatest form of control is when you think you're free when you're being fundamentally manipulated and dictated to. One form of dictatorship is being in a prison cell and you can see the bars and touch them. The other one is sitting in a prison cell but you can't see the bars but you think you're free. What the human race is suffering from is mass hypnosis. We are being hypnotised by people like this: newsreaders, politicians, teachers, lecturers. We are in a country and in a world that is being run by unbelievably sick people. The chasm between what we're told is going on and what is really going on is absolutely enormous". Chorus (Block McCloud): It's like we all know what's going down But no one's saying shit, what happened to the home of the brave? These motherfuckers they're controlling us now But no one's talking about how they made us modern day slaves And everybody's just walking around Head in the

¿Te gustó la ciudad que gota a gota  labró el agua en el centro de los pinos?  ¿Viste sueños y rostros y caminos  y muros de dolor que el aire azota?  ¿Viste la grieta azul, la luna rota  que el Júcar moja de cristal y trinos?  ¿Han besado tus dedos los espinos  que coronan de amor piedra remota?  ¿Te acordaste de mí cuando subías  al silencio que sufre la serpiente  prisionera de grillos y de umbrías?  ¿No viste por el aire transparente  una dalia de penas y alegrías  que te mandó mi corazón caliente?  ¿Te acordaste de mí?  ¿Te acordaste de mí?  ¿Te acordaste de mí? [3 poetas en el Círculo|| Secretos del amor oscuro; Diván del tamarit; "El poeta pregunta a su amor por la «Ciudad Encantada» de Cuenca] Amancio Prada || Federico García Lorca

Memories consume Like opening the wound I'm picking me apart again You all assume I'm safe here in my room Unless I try to start again... I don't want to be the one The battles always choose 'Cause inside I realize That I'm the one confused I don't know what's worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don't know why I instigate And say what I don't mean I don't know how I got this way I know it's not alright So I'm breaking the habit I'm breaking the habit tonight Clutching my cure I tightly lock the door I try to catch my breath again I hurt much more Than anytime before I had no options left again... I don't want to be the one The battles always choose 'Cause inside I realize That I'm the one confused I don't know what's worth fighting for Or why I have to scream I don't know why I instigate And say what I don't mean I don't know how I got this way I'll nev