World if you love me let me go
Known but to god and time
No more the architecture of man
Unknown soldier resign
My flame cold and frail
The ghost of my mother still cryin’
The last old man marched by today
Unknown soldier resign
But my symbol doesn’t cover the new bones
The forth war will be fought with stones
The centuries of men I can no longer bare
Not in my name, on my watch, not in my time
The quality of war now divine
Unknown soldier resign
So stand down as the hero of the dead
My use now only as chastity wine
My stone heart starved without love
Unknown soldier resign
But my symbol doesn’t cover the new bones
The forth war will be fought with stones
I am buried here alongside kings
Let me go I’ve served out my time
Into new wars without me you must ride
Unknown soldier resign
Known but to god and time
No more the architecture of man
Unknown soldier resign
My flame cold and frail
The ghost of my mother still cryin’
The last old man marched by today
Unknown soldier resign
But my symbol doesn’t cover the new bones
The forth war will be fought with stones
The centuries of men I can no longer bare
Not in my name, on my watch, not in my time
The quality of war now divine
Unknown soldier resign
So stand down as the hero of the dead
My use now only as chastity wine
My stone heart starved without love
Unknown soldier resign
But my symbol doesn’t cover the new bones
The forth war will be fought with stones
I am buried here alongside kings
Let me go I’ve served out my time
Into new wars without me you must ride
Unknown soldier resign
Contributed by daniela -k.d.- - 2007/10/16 - 20:18
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Da/From: "Ten War Songs"
Lyrics and music by Dean Omori
Testo e musica di Dean Omori
Why we lie
I am Dean Omori, Artist and father of two little boys. This whole thing is dedicated to the art of protest and why it is that we as people seem unable to raise adequate concerns to the reasons we are at war. How easily today we roll over, how easily we accept what is so obvioulsy wrong at the behest of those who control us and at the same time appear to have so little respect for our voice. How simply we accept what our political figures are forcing us into, resigned to the notion that a democracy runs largely on our leathargy and the superiority of the few. We as a nation are blooded in a war and its atrocities in the name of peace and god and beneath the intellectual radars of politicians hidden agendas. Yet I think it is precisely when we believe we as people are powerless to act that we have more power than we could ever imagine. The power of the people no longer reides in democracy but in our capacidy to think and judge situations for ourselves. And there let us act accordingly.
But the noise of these songs in my head at times, was so loud that I had little choice but to exorcise them in completing this thing. The entire album is written and performed by me and recorded on my Mac in our back room. So if you don't like it, well that'll be down to me. But listen to the beauty of TEN WAR SONGS, download them and share it with those of you stifiled without a revolution befitting the time in which we live.
Dean Omori
Art of protest
Hello world
This website is here for two reasons:
Firstly to promote the new album I have recently written and recorded and will be available from 1st October 2007 as a free download. TEN WAR SONGS is the sound of protest if you turn up our silence within us. It is neither religious nor political but it stands to one side with art and justice when our humanity is in question.
Secondly it is my voice in the art of protest. To make something beautiful and challenging and at the same time envoke a movement based on growth and not violence. And there to hopefully work at our collective consciences into standing up for what is right, never again to allow wars to wash over us ever so lightly. To ask why it is as people we seem to have lost the need for protest, for revolution. Where once the soul of our nation could be gauged by its youth, on campus, in streets; by their anger, their defiance and for their fight for what is just, in the face of what is so obviously wrong in the world. Where today our only concerns seem to be media fed on what it is we are all being told we believe in. The policies of this new world appear to be based on money and self-importance regardless the suffering and humiliation of others. Without protest and with it change, we have to accept what it is they are shovelling.
Dean Omori