History of Balkan in motion pictures. Made by Croatian (international award-winning) visual artist Goran ?kofi?. Corruption all around the World breaking in Balkan.
KATARZA
Sve šta je nastalo
propalo
i na kraju ostalo
su samo male mrvice
koje nam preostaju
kad se oni najedu
sidnu u fotelju
da se slegne
uz debele kolege
recikliraju balege
Igara i Igara
jer tu Kruva nema
od sistema do sistema
obećanja i šeme
a ni Odgovora nema
na postavljena Pitanja
ni Rješenja problema
samo nova driblanja
u sve lošijin Igrama
sa potplaćenim sudcima
i jaucima jadnika
dok gladnici iz Publika
nasjedaju lažima
a to se od nas traži
da budemo elastični
simpatični, fantastični
ne sjebani, apatični
već fleksibilni, plastični
kičmenjaci, Sisavci
gori nego gmizavci
cmizdravci, papci
bez Volje i Moći
da okrenemo Ploču
i prominimo pozu
jer nan siluju mozgove
ove sekte i sekcije
klanja Inteligencije
uz molekularne brane
šta ometaju
Pozitivne Frekvencije
dođu pa odu
prodaju nan toplu Vodu
iz šupljega u prazno
je sinonim za Slobodu
...Ma je li, molin te?
malo nas je, al smo Govna
a svi dobro Znaju
da Govna uvik isplivaju
malo nas je al smo Govna
a Govno se trudi
šta ga više diraš
više Smrdi
.....
šta ste se stisli
i pokisli ka Pivci
zašto su van Jezike
pojeli primitivci
koji kurci, palci, kriminalci
glume da su Znalci
dok ih puše papci
šta žive ka na traci
ko su sad Đaci
a ko Učitelji
ko su Potlačeni
ko pravi mučitelji
uručitelji Poziva na Promjene
koje niko ne dobije
ili je pa odbije
ko se probije
i zabrije da je uvatija
Boga za bradu
koga mole svi oni
šta su izgubili nadu
šta se radi u Podrumima
šta na terasama
šta se dogodilo sa Masama
koje nisu opsjednute
Rasama i Klasama
kad je nastala glupost
ka šta su grb i zastava
kad je nestala Pravda
i počela enklava zastara
zbog procesa dugih
ka čelična zavjesa
opscena Era
debila i kretena
luda i klauna
bez Srca i Razuma
krampusa
okićenih perjima pauna
opičenih fiks Idejama
od kojih će svima nama
Bit Bolje
CATHARSIS
First verse:
All that went missing
Ruined
All that is left
Are crumbs
That remain
After they've eaten
They sit
In their seats of power
Bellies full
With fat collaborators
Reinventing bullshit
Circus and circuses
Cause there's nothing to eat here
From system to system
Promises and schemes
Answers omitted
To posed questions
No solutions
Only maneuvers
In a tired game of Risk
With bribed judges
And tortured screams
While hungry audiences
Settle for lies
We are required
To be bendable
Likeable, great
Not fucked up, apathetic
But flexible, plastic
Vertebrates, mammals
Worse than crawlers
Whiners,bitches
Without will or power
To turn the tides
And seize the hour
Our minds raped
By sects and sections
Intelligence slaughter
With molecular dams
Barring
Positive frequencies
They come and go
Selling us an old new
Talking loud and saying nothing
Is synonymous with freedom
No shit?!
Chorus:
We are the few, the shit
and everyone knows
that shit rises never falls
the few, the shit
shits got nothing to lose
the more you poke it
the more it's up your nose
Second verse:
What makes you so scared
Motivation zero, leveled
Who got your tongue
The arrogant
The irrelevant or the criminal
Acting like they they're in the know
Rhetoric bought by the slow
Conveyer belt life style
Who are the students
Who are the teachers
Who are the downtrodden
And who are the true tormentors
The callers for change
Heard by none
Maybe refused by some
That make out well
Thinking they got it made
Down with gods
Prayed to by those
Who've lost hope
What's in the basements
What's outside
What happened to the people
Not obsessed
By race and class
When was the crest and flag made
When did justice disappear
Statute of limitations
Due to exhausting judicial processes
Like the iron curtain
Era of obscenities
Of fools and morons
Jesters and clowns
Without heart or reason
Boogymen
With deceiving flamboyance
With tunnelvision
That will make our lives better
