Saul Williams - The Bear / Coltan as Cotton lyrics

How can I describe it? It's a feeling That no one would talk about, but everybody knows How to get inside it and reveal it When pain is the government that governs the unknown When the bear comes from the mountain With it's teeth and claws exposed And the girl who cries is justified As everybody knows And the soldiers sing the chorus And the chorus marks a sign Where dollar signs are unaligned with every war and crime How can I describe it? It's a feeling That no one would talk about, but everybody knows How to get inside it and reveal it When pain is the government that governs the unknown When the blood falls from the trumpet And the music fills the streets And the ones who cry are justified And suffer from defeat And the soldiers sing the chorus And the chorus marks a sign When our designs are underlined With every war and crime How can I describe it? It's a feeling That no one would talk about, but everybody knows Hack into dietary sustenance Tradition versus health Hack into comfort compliance Hack into the rebellious gene Hack into doctrine Capitalism, the relation of free labor and slavery Hack into the history of the bank Is beating the odds the mere act of joining the winning team? Hack into desperation and loneliness The history of community and the marketplace Hack into land rights and ownership Hack into business, law of proprietorship Hack into ambition and greed Hack into forms of government The history of revolutions The relation of suffering and sufferance Hack into faith and morality The treatment of one faith towards another Hack into masculinity, femininity, s**uality What is taught, what is felt, what is learned, what is shared Hack into God Stories of creation, serpents and eggs Hack into coincidence The Summer of '68 The 27th club The number of people with Facebook profiles People who choose to share People who share too much People who seem lonely People who want to connect People who want to uplift People who need uplifting Three simple copper wires coiled around an orb Parked in an orbit Equatorial landmines, useful and precious metals Coltan as Cotton Coltan as Colton as Cotton (x4) Hack into who*es Industrial, digital Hack into code Use your instrument as metaphor Hallowed to the ground, type into the mainframe Dismantle definition, dogma and duty Hack into the database Hold it in the subconscious The panel marked "survival" Hack into celebrity Hack into the cultural development of taste Hack into violence, fear, and ignorance How are they linked?