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ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only

her up
Made sure she brushed her teeth
Combed her hair and trimmed her nails
He helped her into her Disney-themed pajamas
And reminded her to say her

I'm ready to go to war for this shit because I know it's more
To life than just turning up on a daily and staying poor
I know that my gift got less

how many dead screaming burning on the pyres
Yellow like a coward mellow hiding in their towers
Devoured by corrupting power in their final hour
Sour

a poor sinner's soul
Come take me by the hand”

“My soul, sir, it is aching
My heart weighs down on me
Come take me down, just out of town
Let me make my

Joe Hill

Billy Bragg

Don't Mourn - Organize!: Songs of Labor Songwriter Joe Hill

1990

Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill

to follow my lead
And do not allow your soul to be swallowed by greed
Just abide by the rules in these times life will be fine for you
I'll provide the food

see
If he was young or no
And can with true
Regret
Call him by his name

How much more unfortunate
Are they
Who die at sea
And beneath deep waters
Drift

The music i make just a advocate
Stuck in the past and it's saddening
Hit me a vape and I'm back again
Been contemplating on selling my soul
My morals keep

your soul that you hoard and lost it
Unfortunate, wasn't worth more to a poor man
Trying to coordinate insubordinate forcefulness
Proportionate

Welcome
To our world,
We will give you
Friendship and love.
All poor
And unfortunate souls
Will be gifted
With care by us.

You can't resist, you

he gone though
A little too high strung
What a poor unfortunate soul
More doe
That's all I stand for
Rhetoric over politics and shit is a joke
Oh, you

unfortunate
Now things have start becoming a bit more fun
This taste of blood
This pain
Finally
I can fully experience battle again

Fuck you pussy niggas

Joe Hill

Phil Ochs

Tape from California

1968

Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill

hijackings?

Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle

Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors

A thugs' cause

It's like

the picture for peace
Large wishes dismembered in several scenes
I'm Kubrick with chemistry
You're degenerate, generously
Poor me, poor, poor me
Got them

is the only thing that keeps me moving on 

Looking back there was no voice
that was burning in my deep soul
Dontcha know, It´s all in my dreamworld

the final touch
The separation of soul and flesh
My thirst is greater than my will
This could be the end of my life
Lets start the night on the run
The blood

The Chronicle of Shadows

Bal-Sagoth

Atlantis Ascendant

2001

never intended to
be grasped by the woefully fragile mind of Man. I now pray that no unfortunate
soul ever again stumbles as close as I to those cryptic

bargain, find a way to cheat the cause?

If death were a thing that money could buy
The rich they would live and the poor would die

A single soul against

of the soul when overcharged with awe
I knew the sound well
Threatened in the night by ghouls who wanna spook me
This ain’t feeling right, it’s nothing like in

Well I'm goin down to the river to get myself baptized
I'm goin down to the river to get myself baptized
Jesus done saved my poor ol soul and he

nothing but a living carcass
Without a soul I last
Forever
As I lie here, I realize
I am not here alone
Dormant corpses risen from the grave
Wait by

by the poor for the plenty
We'll march under your towers, day after day
To make sure you hear us say
Are you justified
In taking all that they own?
How