Enough of acting They burnt my skin as a branding Why remain hid in a dark hall? Marked as a warning, I play against my understanding I don't regret running away
In this world is to steal or being stolen from I tolerate no system oppression I'm not a thief, I'm not a roach I'm not a waste of flesh (I'm a hero of this fucking) In this world is to take or being taken from I tolerate no mental regression I'm not a thief, I'm not a roach I'm not a waste of time I'm a hero of this fucking nation...
He's got our lives, y'all point the finger at that preacher He'll get his filthy hands cut off!! He runs so fast, His sandals caught on holy fire He knows the town is closing in
Give us back the gold you stole, You sneaky snail Our eyes are blazing living embers The path you chose Is made with your poor convenience Dying empty is on you
In this world is to steal or being stolen from I tolerate no system oppression I'm not a thief, I'm not a roach I'm not a waste of flesh I'm a hero of this fucking In this world is to take or being taken from I tolerate no system oppression I'm not a thief, I'm not a waste of time now i guess I'll run and hide
I've Found him...Here!
He's now all ours, On trivial hands Exciting all the morbid minds Lust for revenge Lost in grotesque Exciting all the morbid eyes
Cut off the head Right after hands Right after skull, it's being smashed Open his chest Take out the ribs Bring all the torches, burn him down
Feeling peace Feeling guilt Sing for forgiveness Feeling peace Feeling guilt Sing for forgivenessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
