aborigonal

The blind acceptance of assimilation, profiting from the pain where we all come from; 
The oppressors who oppress in their own home; living in the cracks that rising underneath us. 
A system of dependence, shrouded as sovereignty, but this government commits the same offenses. 
Leaders are failing at a growing rate; becoming more and more selfish and dishonest. 
Forgotten promises, just like the rest; feeding us lies that this will work some day. 
Making us crawl underneath their leadership, while they mock an honest way of life. 
Corruption is what built dystopia, now it’s taking us down from inside. 
That is why forced this on us, because this is the world they are in control. 
A false road, politics of the greedy 
A war with our own people 
Lying to forget what we already know 
Changing to be the worst, Become our own destruction 
Taking what is given, the substitution for what was taken away; Even the fundamental law. 
A point of history where we’re not ourselves, the value of a simple life is just a dream. 
Parading an identity they no longer believe in; the only thing is the entanglement of power. 
Generations lost down this road; can you see where this is heading? 
Lies and Neglect have been consuming our elders wisdom 
For too many years to turn back from the cycle of selling out. 
And now they have nothing to pass on in the regrets of old age. 
Already repeating the mistakes that require a simpler principle. 
We are following in their footsteps, ignorant until our time comes, 
To also be deceitful just to keep this world of comfort growing. 
We can’t pretend we are innocent in this cycle. 
While we weren’t watching, we grew up without any moral. 
Exploiting the pride of our people; bleeding your future on your behalf. 
Existing as two faces, evading the suffering, until the end 
This was the plan all along, to become ruined and more dependent on the bigger system. 
Imaging they are the ones in control, while we never grow to care for ourselves. In the end of the fourth world, we’ll be ready to beg for their scraps, until the end.

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East Journey - Song of Arhnem Land

Most “Aboriginal cultural music” is a gigantic pile of wank (see: Blue King Brown). But this is a fusion of traditional aboriginal sounds and modern rock. It’s something pretty special. I really hope they get past their own novelty value and it sounds like they can