House of Pain

Politics. Law. World Order.
Country and Urban Life. Attitude. Culture.
Family. Friends. Environment.
Sounds. Light. Aesthetics.
House of Pain absorbs all these.
House of Pain picks up every pieces.
What goes in, never comes out without a single bruise.
What comes around, never goes around without a pain in the ass!

House of Pain kicks ass!
House of Pain gaols bad brass!
It may cuddle progressive movements,
but may also defend reactionary forces.
House of Pain stood strong and sturdy.
Hurricanes come no match with its strength.
With its fairly-baked pillars and bricks,
termites may lose their teeth and roaches lose their breath.

Red Army Ants defend the House,
with the colony backing them up.
The ants run the household.
The House feel safe and secured.
The ants raise the flag of unity and freedom.
The House firmly stood its ground.
Both are ready from the attack of those intruders who come with nothing but a pinch of salt.
House of Pain is now at peace.
Peace. Peace. and Peace.
This is the chant the House used to cantillate, everytime the Sun rises and the rain showers its roofdeck.

Peace! Let there be peace!
Let us all listen to the House!