From the point of high I refused to claim kingdoms held by Serpent through words of freedom Echoed voice of wisemen infiltration of the subconscious Hijacked survival instinct they chose a rapist from Mass populace control the time is drawing near I feel immortality enemy Of those who sway political opinion behind closed doors Sealed plans made to Control the all will Not forget i feel the nail Driven through my arms and legs product of democracy they know not what They do i give my soul To youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.