Letra Demoncrats de Crass

I am not he, nor master, nor lord
no crown to wear, no cross to bear
in stations
I am not he, nor shall be
warlord of nations
these heroes have run before me
now dead upon the fleshpiles, see
waiting for their promised resurrection
there is none
nothing but the marker, crown or cross
in stone upon these graves
promise of the ribbon was all it took where only the strap would leave its mark upon these slaves
what flag to thrust into this flesh
rag, bandage, mop in their flowing death
taken aside they were pointed away
for god, queen and country
now in silence they lie
they ran before these masters, children of sorrow
as slaves to that trilogy they had no future
they believed in democracy, freedom of speech
yet dead on the fleshpiles I hear no breath
I hear no hope, no whisper of faith
from those that have died for some other's privilege
out from you palaces princes and queens
out from your churches you clergy, youchrists
I'll neither live nor die for your dream
I'll make no subscription to your paradise.............