Prisoner’s Anthem Lyrics by Thirteen Goats
Pride grows in the human heart
Like lard upon a pig
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Pride grows in the human heart
Like lard upon a pig
Head so full of ignorance
There is no room for air
Forgiveness came too late
Cannot release this hate
Archaic institutions
Deserve to collapse
So many parts are punctured to bleed
Sub-being kept alive
Blood runs strong down the cracks of the mountainside
The peaks of the hills where we watch the warriors die
Don’t be so trivial
You’re face to face with death