
Ten Thousand Spears
raw heavy fast melodic hardcore-punk, 80s/90s bad-religion-inspired, driving distorted guitars, fast-paced punk drums with tight snare, energetic basslines, subtle layered power-chords, multiple layered raspy voices

Ten Thousand Spears
raw heavy fast melodic hardcore-punk, 80s/90s bad-religion-inspired, driving distorted guitars, fast-paced punk drums with tight snare, energetic basslines, subtle layered power-chords, multiple layered raspy voices
Lyrics
We learned to walk upright and then we learned to draw a line
We learned to call it property and call the property divine
We learned to build a surplus and to guard it with a spear
Ten thousand years of ownership - and here we still are here
We mapped the constellations and we mapped each other's land
We wrote it into scripture so the writing looked like God's own hand
We handed down the ledger and we called the ledger just
And every revolution left the ledger in the dust
And the ledger remains!
In the blood and the grain!
Every settlement built
On the geometry of guilt
We surveyed the horizon
Called the plunder civilization
And the ledger remains
Now the satellites are watching every acre, every deed
And the algorithm prices what a human being needs
The landlord is a data set, the eviction is a click
Ten thousand years of ownership and we still haven't cracked it
They'll tell you it's just nature, that it's hardwired in the bone
That the ape who grabbed the ripest fruit deserved to call it home
But nature didn't draft the deed, didn't notarize the claim
Didn't found the LLC or register the name
And the ledger remains!
In the blood and the grain!
Every city hall built
On the geometry of guilt
We surveyed the horizon
Called the plunder civilization
And the ledger remains
Who drew the first boundary?
Who swung the first deed?
Who decided that arrival
Was the same thing as need?
We inherited the answers
To the questions no one asked
And called the whole arrangement
A meritocratic past!
The commons were enclosed and then the closing was forgotten
And the memory of the meadow slowly quietly went rotten
But the body still remembers what the document denied
There's a knowledge in the landless that no title can provide
And the ledger remains!
In the blood and the grain!
Every border patrol
On the geometry of soul
We surveyed the horizon
Called the plunder civilization
And the ledger remains!
The ledger remains!
The ledger - remains!
Draw the line
Sign the deed
Call it yours
Call it need
Draw the line
Sign the deed
The commons remembers what the deed cannot concede
