Sanoja: Televandals. Other. Downpour.

(Verse)
Midnight, feel heat rise from the cement
sirens, they ring out like epithets

red flag on the front page worn through headlines
a propaganda war, baby dont go out tonight
you fight like hell, to pretend or deny within yourself

Failure, not worth what you have to spend
forever, a second-class citizen

Madison Avenue reality? Step back!
trying to buy me but I wont submit to that
I dream, drink, drag with no flag in my hand
innocence is my dissent

(Chorus)
One drop, ripple widens
downpour, aint subsiding
rain down, keep on falling
pouring down, or hear no more voices calling out

(Verse)
Martyr, poetically slit your writs
pariah, for those who try to resist

if you aint been warned, do not assimilate
no love, no time nor reciprocity
nearing the day youll be shot at if you run
cant wait to go underground when the time comes

Censored, opinions are not obscene
rise up, or bow down on your knees

our brothers and sisters forced to separate
new thought control through isolation
you gotta face the facts or break down and conform
whose side are you on, how long will you wait for?

(Chorus)

(Verse)
Anger, as sure as our blood is red
heaven, you never can second guess

another frontier torn apart
but if a voice is a weapon, mine is a machine gun
were not too late, no its not out of our hands
innocence will be our dissent

(Chorus)
One drop, ripple widens
downpour, ohh and it aint subsiding
rain down, keep on falling
tear it down, or hear no more voices calling
one drop, ripple widens
downpour, or in to silence