Blackout - Handing them the Knife

The morning air so calm and fresh, the sunlight through the trees
The imag of the perfect world, and how things ought to be
Meanwhile in my nightmare world thing aren't so well and good
A darkness spans throughout the land, there's evil plans afoot
Our caring, sharing government has kept unto themselves
A muti-cultured nightmare scheme, of inter racial hell
With orchestrated subtlety they're slipped in one by one
Its as if they've always been here, in the eyes of peasant scum

Wake up from your ignorance and take a look at your world
Its over run with foreign scum, and its getting fucking worse
Its time you pulled your finger out, and got up of fyour arse
Defend your own identity is that to much to ask????????

Don't sit back and say there's nothing you can do
The future of our nation relies on me and you
There's always an alternative, we've always got a choice
We have to stand defiant, show the white man has a voice

You rise in the morning and you start your day....as your country dies
You work like a dog, for your pittance of pay....as your country
You're home in the evening, tired and worn....as your country
You sit on your arse and do nothing at all....While you country dies!!!

The morning air's no longer freash, it stinks of filth and lies
Deception is a horrid stench, and a stench they can't dosguise
Their cancerous society has choked our nations heart
Their multi-racial ignorance, has torn our race apart
Our caring, sharing government, has bastardised our land
By filling it with decadence, as they, rub their bloodstained hands
They've sllit the throar of national pride, and everything that's right
By ignoring what is goin, we're handing them the knife!!!