Government Sponsored Terrorism

by Sacred Owls

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This is the first full length album from Sacred Owls with 12 new recording on a 24 track CD (with and without soundclips) as well as immediate digital download. The limited edition trifold digipacks are hand made by the band with unique blood splatter on each one, numbered and signed by the band! The art include lyrics, pictures, and liner notes. They also come with a sticker!

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released December 6, 2016

Special thanks to Josh Dobbs of the Danger Room, Aubry ('Nackles) Rocker, Ben Perman, Lance Roonie, John Carpenter, Roddy Piper, Charles Bronson, Kevin Smith, Luke Rudkowski, Mike Judge, all our friends and loved ones!

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Sacred Owls Orlando, Florida

Founded in 2009, Christian Coffins and his rag tag band of misfits have been pulling out all the stops to expose the global pedophile power structure that refers to themselves as the New World Order. When we are done, they will be no more!

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Track Name: Sacred Owls
They’re kicking down your door.

Sacred Owls

They rape what you adore.

Sacred Owls

You beg. They give you more.

Sacred Owls

You settle for the scrap.

Sacred Owls

They got you on a map.

Sacred Owls

Don’t trust them it’s a trap.

Sacred Owls

You think that you’ll be safe

If you play their little game

You’re gonna fucking die

Your reality’s a lie

You wanna know why?

They’ve taken what’s inside.

So you fill the void with tabloids.

Things of substance you avoid.

Your cowardice makes you less

It is something to address.

Is this how you want to spend your life? No!

You’re gonna fucking die

Your reality’s a lie

You wanna know why?

They’ve taken what’s inside.
Track Name: Rid Yourself Of Care
Yourself Of Care

Wire Tappin’ for the NSA
Prostitutin’ for the CIA
Hey Hey
You got something to say?

White House bought by Goldman Sachs
They want saddles on our backs or body bags
Lets wave that flag

The time has come for evolution
Not another revolution
The only things I want revolving are the earth and my 45
Control freaks are planning things that you wouldn’t dare
So you can watch your football with a vacant stare…
Rid yourself of care!

Re-educate with ICE
brain washing for you and me
I see…
They want us on our knees!

Drug traffic for the FBI
Globalist puppets and despicable spies
tellin’ lies
for all seeing eyes!

The time has come for evolution
Not another revolution
The only things I want revolving are the earth and my 45
Control freaks are planning things that you wouldn’t dare
So you can watch your football with a vacant stare…
Rid yourself of care!
Track Name: Weaving Spiders
Weaving spiders come not here.
All You nancy peds all fear
a rise up of the masses
to kick your sorry asses to the floor.

Novus ordo seclorum
Try it and you better run.
It’s live free or die.
Aint gonna bow to no all seeing eye.

The time is almost here, you’ll be no more.
Track Name: Beat'cha To It
It's good music and we beat'cha to it.

It's a real hit and we beat'cha to it.

It's a bullshit competition to get the top position. It ain't nuclear fission. It requires no decision and we beat'cha to it!
Track Name: Death Wish
Cops can’t help when there’s no law.
Did you see what I just saw?
Another murder, another rape.
Next time they won’t test their fate.

Charlie Bronson don’t take no shit.
All you wimps can suck a tit.
Vengeance is a real cold dish,
when all you have is a… death wish.

I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I wanna avenge that girl cut in the face.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I’m gunnin’ for ya shootin’ like an ace.

Let’s Go!

(lead)

Filthy money and dirty cops.
Sleazy lawyers and dead drops.
Pimpin’ hoes and sellin’ drugs.
Intimidating with your thugs.

Charlie Bronson don’t take no mess
when there’s a damsel in distress.
Vengeance is a real cold dish,
when all you have is a… death wish.

I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I wanna avenge that girl cut in the face.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I’m gunnin’ for ya shootin’ like an ace.

I’m gunnin’ for ya shootin’ like an ace.

I’m gunnin’ for ya shootin’ like an ace.
Track Name: Inside Job
Inside Job
9/11 was an inside job
7/7 was an inside job

Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule

JFK was an inside job
RFK was an inside job
MLK was an inside job
KKK was an inside job

Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule

Problem reaction solution strategy
Galvanize the populous methodology
Project For A New American Century
It’s time to wake up from this Tyranny or be a victim of it

Gladio was an inside job
Gulf of Tonkin was an inside job
Operation Northwoods was an inside job
MK Ultra was an inside job

Project AJAX was an inside job
Operation Thrust was an inside job
Al Quada was an inside job
9/11 was an inside job

JFK was an inside job
RFK was an inside job
MLK was an inside job
KKK was an inside job

Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule
Track Name: New Day Rising
So you got a sacred owl? Well I got me a gun.
You think that I will lay down but I’m having too much fun.

Cause it’s a new day rising.
You got your eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
You are blind and you’re done.

George Bush Sr. He had a big idea.
A new world order based on fear.

Well it’s a new day rising.
He had his eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
he was blind and now he’s done.

All right!

Well now you got your military
while you print all the loot
Sending troops to meat grinders
drinking wine in your suits

Well it’s a new world order.
They are looking for.
It’s time we stood up and showed them the door.
Cause it’s lord Moloch they are working for
We’re not going to stand down and take any more
Cause it’s a new day rising.
They got their eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
they are blind and now they’re done.
Track Name: They Live
I put on these glasses, what did I see
Subliminal messages all around me
Boy you bet that I was angry

I was shocked, I was stunned
Formaldehyde on everyone
Put on these fucking glasses ao you can see!

Cause taking over the world won't work
when I know where all you guys lurk
You are gonna get shot down by me

They Live CONSUME They Live

They Live CONFORM They Live

MARRY AND REPRODUCE THEY LIVE

They Live OBEY They Live
Track Name: Fuck This Gig
I quit. I’m tired of this job pushing me down from 9 to 5.
I’m sick and tired of making these eraser picks to stay alive.

I got to work on time but you say I was late,
when a little brain muffin was all I ate.
I can’t take much more of this I’m gonna say this…

Take this job and shove it. Fuck this gig.
Boss man slob looks like John Lovitz, Fucking pig!

I quit. I’m sick of this shit beating me down from 9 to 5.
I’m sick and tired of taking it from retarded dicks to stay alive.

I come back from my lunch hour, you say I was late,
when a cup-o-ramen was all I ate.
I can’t take much more of this I’m gotta say this…

Take this job and shove it. Fuck this gig.
Boss man slob looks like John Lovitz, Fucking pig!
Track Name: Polite Company
"We don't talk about politics"
Fucking cupcakes make me sick!
Do you think it will save you without a nick?

You think that we're so preachy.
Well we think that you're too PC!
Your apathy will be the death of me!

Punk rock has become polite company
to sell more records to a larger demographic

Enjoy your your national radio play
bubblegum pop on a sunny day
We'll keep on fighting! We got something to say!

"We don't talk about religion"
"Questioning authority is a sin"
Stop caring about who you're going to offend!

You think that you might get arrested
Don't be so easily bested
Speak your mind or enjoy the bitter end!

Punk rock has become polite company
to play stadiums and accept award trophies

Don't be afraid to become much greater
stronger, smarter, than those you cater.

They would eat you if they could!
Track Name: Idiocracy
It didn’t take 500 years, just T.V. and a couple beers.

No hands upon the cogs. No haulting of the gears. The time has come to decide!

Anti-intellectuals pumped with pharmaceuticals voting for the leaders of this world. Brought to you by Carl’s Jr. Hell can’t get here any sooner, cerebral genocide!

Living here on planet Earth is getting worse for what it’s worth. Brondo equals fluoridation sweeping nations. Does it look that way to you cause it looks that way to me. Face the fact we are living in Idiocracy.

Fuddruckers! Futtbuckers! Buttruckers! Buttfuckers!

When history is written by thr idiot with the funniest punchline, it’s no mystery that society is in perpetual decline.

When discernment is met with ridicule, why would anyone speak out? When independent thought & compassion are no longer in fashion…

Fuddruckers! Futtbuckers! Buttruckers! Buttfuckers!
Track Name: I Won't Be Sleeping
As I woke another day from all the dreams and nightmares
to a life riddled with so much beauty and scares
all these cares are aging me as rich crooks are profit reaping
no I won’t be sleeping.

The American dream has become an Orwellian night terror.
I see military checkpoints domestic. Is there an error?
‘Cause the last time that I checked Posse comitatus had a reason
but we’ve got death cults in the White House at the base of a pentagram
It’s hunting season.

As I walk among the living dead
not a single question in their head
but what’s for dinner.

I see the evils of the elite
not even trying to be discrete
you sinners.

I may not be flawless in any way
but one thing I can say
is that I don’t rape and murder little boys from Boystown Nebraska
It’s in the Franklyn Cover Up if they ask ya!

I said I don’t rape and murder little boys bought from the Vatacan
I leave that kinda stuff for David Rockefeller
I leave that kinda stuff for Henry Kissinger
I leave that kinda stuff for Ronald Reagan
I leave that kinda stuff for the Bushes!
I leave that kinda stuff for the New World Order
I hope you die!
Track Name: Sacred Owls (w/o sound clips)
They’re kicking down your door.
Sacred Owls
They rape what you adore.
Sacred Owls
You beg. They give you more.
Sacred Owls
You settle for the scrap.
Sacred Owls
They got you on a map.
Sacred Owls
Don’t trust them it’s a trap.
Sacred Owls
You think that you’ll be safe
If you play their little game
You’re gonna fucking die
Your reality’s a lie
You wanna know why?
They’ve taken what’s inside.
So you fill the void with tabloids.
Things of substance you avoid.
Your cowardice makes you less
It is something to address.
Is this how you want to spend your life?
You’re gonna fucking die
Your reality’s a lie
You wanna know why?
They’ve taken what’s inside.
Track Name: Rid Yourself Of Care (w/o sound clips)
Wire Tappin' for the NSA
Prostitutin' for the CIA
Hey Hey
You got something to say?
White House bought by Goldman Sachs
They want saddles on our backs or body bags
Lets wave that flag
The time has come for evolution
Not another revolution
The only things I want revolving are the earth and my 45
Control freaks are planning things that you wouldn't dare
So you can watch your football with a vacant stare...
Rid yourself of care!
Re-educate with ICE
brain washing for you and me
I see...
They want us on our knees!
Drug traffic for the FBI
Globalist puppets and despicable spies
tellin' lies
for all seeing eyes!
The time has come for evolution
Not another revolution
The only things I want revolving are the earth and my 45
Control freaks are planning things that you wouldn't dare
So you can watch your football with a vacant stare...
Rid yourself of care!
Track Name: Weaving Spiders (w/o sound clips)
Weaving spiders come not here.
All You nancy peds all fear
a rise up of the masses
to kick your sorry asses to the floor.
Novus ordo seclorum
Try it and you better run.
It's live free or die.
Aint gonna bow to no all seeing eye.
The time is almost here, you'll be no more.
Track Name: Beat'cha To It (w/o sound clips)
It's good music and we beat'cha to it.
It's a real hit and we beat'cha to it.
It's a bullshit competition
to get the top position.
It ain't nuclear fission.
It requires no decision
and we beat'cha to it!
Track Name: Death Wish (w/o sound clips)
Cops can't help when there's no law.
Did you see what I just saw?
Another murder, another rape.
Next time they won't test their fate.
Charlie Bronson don't take no shit.
All you wimps can suck a tit.
Vengeance is a real cold dish,
when all you have is a... death wish.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I wanna avenge that girl cut in the face.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I'm gunnin' for ya shootin' like an ace.
Let's Go!
(lead)
Filthy money and dirty cops.
Sleazy lawyers and dead drops.
Pimpin' hoes and sellin' drugs.
Intimidating with your thugs.
Charlie Bronson don't take no mess
when there's a damsel in distress.
Vengeance is a real cold dish,
when all you have is a... death wish.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I wanna avenge that girl cut in the face.
I wanna wanna wanna wanna be a vigilante.
I'm gunnin' for ya shootin' like an ace.
I'm gunnin' for ya shootin' like an ace.
I'm gunnin' for ya shootin' like an ace.
Track Name: Inside Job (w/o sound clips)
Inside Job
9/11 was an inside job
7/7 was an inside job
Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule
JFK was an inside job
RFK was an inside job
MLK was an inside job
KKK was an inside job
Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule
Problem reaction solution strategy
Galvanize the populous methodology
Project For A New American Century
It’s time to wake up from this Tyranny or be a victim of it
Gladio was an inside job
Gulf of Tonkin was an inside job
Operation Northwoods was an inside job
MK Ultra was an inside job
Project AJAX was an inside job
Operation Thrust was an inside job
Al Quada was an inside job
9/11 was an inside job
JFK was an inside job
RFK was an inside job
MLK was an inside job
KKK was an inside job
Government sponsored terrorism isn’t the exception, it’s the rule
Track Name: New Day Rising (w/o sound clips)
So you got a sacred owl? Well I got me a gun.
You think that I will lay down but I’m having too much fun.
Cause it’s a new day rising.
You got your eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
You are blind and you’re done.
George Bush Sr. He had a big idea.
A new world order based on fear.
Well it’s a new day rising.
He had his eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
he was blind and now he’s done.
All right!
Well now you got your military
while you print all the loot
Sending troops to meat grinders
drinking wine in your suits
Well it’s a new world order.
They are looking for.
It’s time we stood up and showed them the door.
Cause it’s lord Moloch they are working for
We’re not going to stand down and take any more
Cause it’s a new day rising.
They got their eyes to the sun.
With burned sockets
they are blind and now they’re done.
Track Name: They Live (w/o sound clips)
I put on these glasses, what did I see
Subliminal messages all around me
Boy you bet that I was angry
I was shocked, I was stunned
Formaldehyde on everyone
Put on these fucking glasses ao you can see!
Cause taking over the world won't work
when I know where all you guys lurk
You are gonna get shot down by me
They Live CONSUME They Live
They Live CONFORM They Live
MARRY AND REPRODUCE THEY LIVE
They Live OBEY They Live
Track Name: Fuck This Gig (w/o sound clips)
I quit. I’m tired of this job pushing me down from 9 to 5.
I’m sick and tired of making these eraser picks to stay alive.
I got to work on time but you say I was late,
when a little brain muffin was all I ate.
I can’t take much more of this I’m gonna say this…
Take this job and shove it. Fuck this gig.
Boss man slob looks like John Lovitz, Fucking pig!
I quit. I’m sick of this shit beating me down from 9 to 5.
I’m sick and tired of taking it from retarded dicks to stay alive.
I come back from my lunch hour, you say I was late,
when a cup-o-ramen was all I ate.
I can’t take much more of this I’m gotta say this…
Take this job and shove it. Fuck this gig.
Boss man slob looks like John Lovitz, Fucking pig!
Track Name: Polite Company (w/o sound clips)
"We don't talk about politics"
Fucking cupcakes make me sick!
Do you think it will save you without a nick?
You think that we're so preachy.
Well we think that you're too PC!
Your apathy will be the death of me!
Punk rock has become polite company
to sell more records to a larger demographic
Enjoy your your national radio play
bubblegum pop on a sunny day
We'll keep on fighting! We got something to say!
"We don't talk about religion"
"Questioning authority is a sin"
Stop caring about who you're going to offend!
You think that you might get arrested
Don't be so easily bested
Speak your mind or enjoy the bitter end!
Punk rock has become polite company
to play stadiums and accept award trophies
Don't be afraid to become much greater
stronger, smarter, than those you cater.
They would eat you if they could!
Track Name: Idiocracy (w/o sound clips)
It didn’t take 500 years, just T.V. and a couple beers.
No hands upon the cogs. No haulting of the gears. The time has come to decide!
Anti-intellectuals pumped with pharmaceuticals voting for the leaders of this world. Brought to you by Carl’s Jr. Hell can’t get here any sooner, cerebral genocide!
Living here on planet Earth is getting worse for what it’s worth. Brondo equals fluoridation sweeping nations. Does it look that way to you cause it looks that way to me. Face the fact we are living in Idiocracy.
Fuddruckers! Futtbuckers! Buttruckers! Buttfuckers!
When history is written by thr idiot with the funniest punchline, it’s no mystery that society is in perpetual decline.
When discernment is met with ridicule, why would anyone speak out? When independent thought & compassion are no longer in fashion…
Fuddruckers! Futtbuckers! Buttruckers! Buttfuckers!
Track Name: I Won't Be Sleeping (w/o sound clips)
As I woke another day from all the dreams and nightmares
to a life riddled with so much beauty and scares
all these cares are aging me as rich crooks are profit reaping
no I won’t be sleeping.
The American dream has become an Orwellian night terror.
I see military checkpoints domestic. Is there an error?
‘Cause the last time that I checked Posse comitatus had a reason
but we’ve got death cults in the White House at the base of a pentagram
It’s hunting season.
As I walk among the living dead
not a single question in their head
but what’s for dinner.
I see the evils of the elite
not even trying to be discrete
you sinners.
I may not be flawless in any way
but one thing I can say
is that I don’t rape and murder little boys from Boystown Nebraska
It’s in the Franklyn Cover Up if they ask ya!
I said I don’t rape and murder little boys bought from the Vatacan
I leave that kinda stuff for David Rockefeller
I leave that kinda stuff for Henry Kissinger
I leave that kinda stuff for Ronald Reagan
I leave that kinda stuff for the Bushes!
I leave that kinda stuff for the New World Order
I hope you die!