Immortal Technique - Toast To The Dead lyrics

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Here's a toast to the dead

If you don't drink,

Smoke to the head

For the freedom fighters killed by the feds

For those who died hard in the streets

Soaking in red

And died slow asleep in a dream

Choking in bed

Here's a toast to the dead

For my enemies that have gone

I'm not a coward

So celebrating that'd be wrong

I pray to God that your soul will come back again

So I can see you in the next life and finish it then

A toast to the dead

For criminals burning in hell

I wonder how many presidents

Are burning as well

Emperors, popes, senators, generals

Amputees if they're lucky

Until they see the vegetables

A toast to the dead

For those who are forgotten

Written out of the history

By the corrupted and rotten

Black saints whitewashed during La Reconquista

Thousands of Indio-Spaniards used to conquer the Incas

Fuck a moment of silence!

I need a moment of violence!

Like the nineteenth century Caribbean islands

Long love those who came before

That paved the way for me

The warriors and scientists that came before slavery

And if that last lyric was predictable

Take that clairvoyance and apply it to life in the physical

Presumptuous, half-hearted homunculus

Self-destruction is the power

Without knowing what the function is<br />

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Thanks to nakrul