Anonymous ID: 2404b7 July 17, 2018, 8:44 p.m. No.2195115   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5207 >>0061

Interesting song lyrics from early 80s.. future proves past.

 

The Flame

 

On the edge of the city

In the dust of the daylight

There's a place

Where the truth cannot hide [An awakening]

 

There's no hell and no heaven

No sense in believing

All you have is your hope

And your pride [Grim / Patriots down and out]

 

Rusting iron, bricks and paper [Hollowed out cities / fiat currency]

Hold each other for shelter

So you sleep

And you call it home [Just surviving]

 

You may just hear [Crumbs emerge]

The sound of the calm

Before the storm [The calm before the storm]

 

In my heart of the country

Far away from the town

Working day after day

In the factories and mines [Middle America abandoned & sold out]

 

And your name is a number

And your color is black

It's the color of midnight

And coal [Treated like sheep / mass surveillance]

 

Well, the young men are restless [Anons]

And the old men are tired [Previous generations capitulated]

Always working for nothing

And being alone

 

You can feel the heat of the calm [Storm growing]

Before the storm

 

Well, you can move a mountain

And shut out the sky [HAARP etc]

You can put out the fire

But the flame won't die [The great awakening can't be silenced]

 

As the smoke settles slowly

And the crowd clears away

The shouting is over

They have nothing to say [They will not be able to walk down the street]

 

Nineteen voices of silence

Lying dead in the street

Nineteen voices are still now

Ten thousand will fight [Lights out / Martial Law / Patriots fight]

 

And you might know the voice of the calm [Q]

Before the storm