Squeezed into your uniform, a worthless identity. Obey the rules imposed upon you, you're so responsible. Bound to the promise of wealth, that broken oath. Bred to follow, the empty phrases that dictate your life. This construct of obedience, a meritocrazy. Isolated and forced to this dog-eat-dog-mentality. There is no way to break these chains, no alternate paths to walk. The pillars of greed, like choking hands around our necks. And I refuse to be abused by those in fucking power. I dont wanna be a number to your statistic table. Dont expect me to walk in line, you are no authority. I will not beg for a pair of chains that will hold me down. Its no privilege to kneel before your exploitation. All your life you worked so hard for nothing. All this time you sweated and you bled. All your life you obeyed and you followed a set of rules forced upon you by vultures. All your life wasted for security and in the end nothing will remain of you. A world in turmoil, your offspring will destroy you. Marked for death, the puppeteers of a dying world, forced into coma, so we can unshackle us and take back the freedom that belongs to us.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
