santa bilbo

Red lights flashing on the screen,
headlines selling war machines,
world for profit, hate on sale,
no more war inside this tale.

No more fire, no control,
no more fear inside our souls,
feel the pulse, embrace the bass,
break the cycle, change the pace.

Under pressure — revolution,
heartbeat rising — no ammunition,
bodies moving — one vibration,
one same rhythm — peace expansion.

Let the walls fall to the sound,
let the kick drum shout: no more now.