Stop and listen. Standing on top of this beautiful world watching the clouds rearrange, but I’m not the least
entertained. I want to complain about climate change. It might not be of your concern. Finish your bottle of water
and return to the beach in order for the sun to burn a little more. You will never learn. When you play with your kids
on the grass in box of glass. Connecting the dots from the past and the shadow it casts, called greenhouse gas. Stop
and listen. It takes impressive wisdom, corporatism in order to stand up straight, by living in symbiosis with this
ecosystem. Dinnertime with wine, pantomime, nobody wants to discuss and underline any signs of environmental
crimes. Keep playing angry birds on your iphone. Keep filling your breasts with silicone. Keep building muscles with
testosterone. Stay away from all the unknown. Keep moving around in your comfort zone. Keep filling your head
with shit ’til it blows. Keep cutting up wounds that can’t be resewn. Keep cutting down trees that took thousands of
years to grow. Keep ignoring the next cyclone. Keep on postponing. Keep on going until you’re all alone. We take
another bank loan to buy new homes where we can sit and moan and consume pain relieving methadone. Relaxing
on the porch, the passing of the torch. Take a last breath, you just found death. It’s a new day, another game. This is
how we play when we betray man and earth. A bad combination. People are asleep. Maximum sedation
Anthems, the new album from Swedish hardcore band Raised Fist, is available now.
There’s no mucking about from Raised Fist frontman Alexander ‘Alle’ Hagman ...