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The Ghost of Bakunin

from SILENCE "The Countdown's Begun" by PROFANE EXISTENCE

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As the sun cut the through the haze
On the morning of the final day
I put on my breathing mask and went out to see what I could see
A dead dog lying in the square
Toxins were caked in its matted hair
I saw a man in tattered suits trying to sell their shoes
I heard one of them say:
“I’ve got to make one more sale today”
But the money was all worthless then anyway
The ghost of Bakunin played the piano
And we drank like we were old friends
And I sang an old ballad as I watched it all burning
And I knew it was truly the end
I left the square and walked
Down to the barbed-wire at the edge of town
Outside stood rows of soldiers
With mismatched uniforms stained with blood
Only a few had guns, the rest just had pipes and knives and clubs
The commander said “move out” and they went trudging off through the mud
I heard one of them say:
“I don’t really know who we're fighting today
But a soldier is what I am anyway”
As evening time drew near
I followed a street along a lonely pier
I smelt the smell of acrid smoke and heard the sound of an angry mob
They had set some shops ablaze
Smoke just thickening in the toxic haze
A police car was overturned, an injured man called out to God
I heard that old man say:
“Why didn’t our leaders save the day?”
Then he weakly tossed a brick as I walked away
As the sun began to set
I found my way out through a hole in the fence
I climbed up on a hill and watched the river go floating by
A crow landed in a dying tree
And seeing something still wild comforted me
I took off my breathing mask and turned my face to the darkening sky
And I heard my own voice say:
“I hope this world can recover once we’ve gone away”
Then I looked down and saw the city all in flames
And all of your guns can’t save you now
And your prayers can’t save you now
And we did this to ourselves
The ghost of Bakunin played the piano
And we drank like we were old friends
And I sang an old ballad as I watched it all burning
And I knew it was truly the end
The end

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from SILENCE "The Countdown's Begun", released April 20, 2019

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Profane Existence is an international DIY punk label, zine and blog, sporadically active since 1989.

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