cultural desolation in west berlin an ultra dead conformist state factory hell, suburban hatred minds destroyed by isolation
you looks to the archtypes ofrebellion those organized against the state resistance born through the need of culture eastern march/Gedachtniskirche
do you remember that meeting the s.d.s. in '66 hash and sex, the K-1 Kommune counterculture politics
you read the stories of anarchist bombers studied the books of street warfare violence as praxis came "natural" to you
living the Kommune was never enough limitations of method called into question you watched Baader and Ensslin go down for arson "action determines the movement's direction"
your people were brought in, the cells were filling for this crime and that, the pressure was mounting you still needed to break the mould of your psyche you searched for a way to determine your conduct
observing Ohnesorg's casket, somerhing changed in your mind thus the conduct you sought became painfully clear
propaganda by deed, you decide for yourself but always within the frame of mass you put yourself forward to makes the example the results: a massacre out on the streets
the pigs shot at Dutschke but it could have been you amidst the flames of revolt you were born anew
no more games; the sites are set on you and on I; the pigs will liquidate
take up weapons, set explosions you decide what is wrong and what is right
through destruction and violence the birth of a movement
you marked names, found your station a determined anarchist retaliation take up weapons, set explosions take them out: "time to destroy"
bombs for the rich, political abductions prisonbreaks, and robberies out of the "night and fog" run a cadre of urban guerillas "words cannot save us, words don't break chains" "the deed alone makes us free, destroy what destroys you"
did you foresee betrayal and infiltration? the pig's manipulation led to your people's assassinations
did you put down the gun because you no longer fear love? or was it seeing your comrades lying dead in their own blood?